Written for: Poetics Aside April 2020 PAD Challenge – DAY 13
Write a purpose poem.
We forever ask, why am I here?
Ponder it some, then feel a tear
begin to fall. You do not know, yet you fear.
Maybe to some the answer is clear.
Is there a reason, I ask, sipping a beer,
but the beverage says nought that I can hear.
Shall I seek out a Buddhist to lend me an ear,
or will he suggest, find you own answer, dear.
I hope it does not involve a career.
When I am no longer here, will you shed a tear, let go your fear?