The Game

Why am I here
That is the ultimate question
What is my purpose
What if there was none.
We were living a dream-
All is nonexistent
Life is a game
A play
A story
A tv show
A worn diary.
As we grow old,
The ultimate question is asked yet again
Is there ever an answer?
If there is,
Please someone speak up
Many days I have thought
Many weeks I have sought
For an answer-a realistic answer
There will never be a realistic answer
Life is not real
We are toys
In a large play house.

© 2005 Lila Almashni

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