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Is it just me or do you too wonder? Ponder on this thing called existence Tense in the living absent in the dead Dread of death and even more so life Strife and thrive in perpetual throe All for what? Is it just me or do you too wonder? About the being whose home is yonder This being whose being is for the beings to be Our lives as she deems it be Binge watching deaths, lives and crises All for what? Is it just me or do you too wonder? Stunned at the opera that is life Creatures of a god so bored and unperturbed At what point does he laugh or yawn and say Another one, so our blood runs into our loins All for what? Is this a merry go round Or perhaps an Utopia ultimate search I shall ponder less lest life loathes me But I ask again Brothers of my father, sisters of my mother All for what?