Sometimes I wonder whether we have any choice
When our life explodes with creativity and wonder.
We do create but do we really ever choose
To be the channel for the universe, it's power.
We cannot stop, this is beyond us, you agree?
A vessels life had picked to tell its saddest stories.
And through our life, we suffer, cry and bleed
To tell the deepest, the sincerest of our worries.
I'm not a god, but I imagine what it's like.
To be forgotten and neglected even after
You have created every great important thing
That every person now just blindly chases after.
It is so fun to ponder life and death, and fate,
The doubts and sorrows that inevitably conquer
Our minds created solely to create.
And being faced with every biggest greatest wonder.
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© Copyright: Всеволод Рычков, 2019
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