26 July 2012
How necessary is it all,
being human, growing tall?
After all, we're only bricks in a wall
or leaves destined to grow and fall.
How ordinary does it seem?
All that matters to you and me
is a product of community.
What I thought had meaning seems empty.
How wonderful life can be?
Despite the tortures of misery,
we still can laugh at tragedy
and take a sip into debauchery.
How every friend can still be special
despite all that is superficial
remains a good-fortuned mystery
for those who seek what others fail to see.
Question It All • Opuss № I