Without Purpose

Posted on Categories Alone, belief, Cemetery, deepthoughts, inspiration, mankind, Poem, Poetry, purpose, writing

If without purpose

one drifts through life

he/she encounters no-one

friends become enemies

all the worlds played out 

in shadows over an empty grave

which reads:

life and death together

hold the key to eternity

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