What is this thing we call life?
Constantly issuing us with trouble and strife.
Is there such thing as heaven or hell?
On this thought many do dwell.
A whole universe still left to explore
Thinkers like me we want to know more.
Are there spirits all around us here on earth?
Or when people go is that it? What is life worth?
Can the dead see or hear us?
Is our existence enough?
People need to be more open minded
But instead their thoughts are just coiled and winded
People believe in just one thing
I am waiting to see what life will bring
How were we created? There is no proof
There are lots of theories, they could be spoof.
Some believe in God and the bible
Some in charms and ways of life, think tribal.
All different people believe in different gods & theories
Me? I just have many queries.
I want to find out and know
When I die where will I go?
Because I don’t believe in just one theory, I will give most a chance
By this where will I go? Where will I advance?
If only we could know, that when people go, when they exit this existence
If only we could know that they would have happiness and bliss
It would put our minds at rest
To know it was for the best
But until we know this we will always grieve
Maybe that’s why people believe; to help them with grief.
Until we know more and open that door,
We will never know what our existence is for.