People are desperate

People are desperate
People are tired
People don’t know
What they desire

May sound simple
If you ask them
What do they value
Most for themselves?

Happiness, money
Love and success
Health and being lucky
What could be else?

But this is on surface
And in the depth
Every one dreaming
To find who he is

To find what is filling
Your soul inside
What burning the fires
And keep light at night

Who is Creator?
What was before?
What happens after
When life -  no more?

But nobody answers
To the questions like these
Questions, which points
Far beyond than you need

The answer is simple
We all know it
Keep it that simple,
Be stupid, indeed!


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