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The Question of Our Purpose ( freewill publishing 1999)

The cost of another day
The kind of trip that wakes my head
To end another travesty
Go walking in a fantasy

Why cant I believe
The others share the same retreat
Depending on a mindless head
Its no wonder they lost their way

To court a legion
The filth were breathing
Undermines the fate were seeing
Why should I care
If you end up where
People hate tempers seething

Waiting for a glimpse of light
To illuminate the night
Give us possibility
To alleviate our fright

Why are we trying
To save the dying
When the living are left behind
When will the damn break
And end for Gods sake
The chaos brought by mans denial

Evening has come our way
Brought shadows to the light of day
Brining back the taste of doubt
What do you think that lifes about

The ugly truth is men dont care
When it comes, much less where
As long as they escape unscathed
And breed their greed another day

Why should we have use
For those who abuse
The privilege of the chosen few
The curtain calls
The night will fall
On wasters of the right to chose

Utter mediocrity
Is bound to our legacy
If we cannot find a way
To make the question of our purpose clear