That is the question

That is the question

At that very moment, we are conceived a

timer will begin, counting down year-by-year

month after month, week by week, day by

day hour after hour minutes and seconds

until the very end when time stops at least

our time, how much time do we have? No

one really knows, so use the time that you

are given and help your fellow man why?

because life is hard down here on earth as

we struggle every day to find food and

water and a shelter just to lay your head,

with hate and violence taking place in

every shape and form, from the purple

mountain majesty and in every foreign land

from the bottom of the Grand Canyon

to the highest mountains we can stand to

the desert and sea to shining sea, coming

from ignorance which is caused by nothing

more than fear that is fed from our own

human stupidity,. To be or not to be is

the question that I struggle with every

single day as I watch in terror all of human

kind trying so hard to kill itself while

destroying what is left of humanity, we

talk a big talk of finding peace around the

world but it is impossible implausible

and never will it be because we must

foremost find peace within ourselves

individually but it is a very noble thought

indeed, but alas I know that it shall always

remain just a dream, one I am afraid we will

never see, for our human emotions conflict

with peace, it is something we as humans

cannot deny as we were made by our creators

to survive by any means so we can live our

lives and breed, jealousy, greed, hate, and

anger is just a few of our emotions that have

killed uncountable lives and there are many

more, but just those few are enough to show

you what I mean, with every tick upon the

clock, a grain of sand will fall, just another

reminder that we have little time at all. I have

seen the bad and the good with everything

in between. I have felt the pain of hate and

anger and have given it back in return times

three, I have felt the wraith of a woman's scorn

and there has been a woman I have burned.

I have been to war across the world and was

shot by an angry man, so I shot back with all

I had killed many more. I have seen man rise

into the sky, as he tries to touch the sun, just

as rockets fell back to earth, destroying every

one, so I will ask once again "To be or not to

be" but as I look into the mirror, I still cannot

answer yet maybe one day we shall see, there

is one thing I have not told you that might

make you feel less pain as there are two words:

you should know, and they are faith and hope two

things we cannot live without as men. Hope is all

that is left when we have nothing else when all

looks lost and you have nothing else to hang onto

hope will get you through the night turning the

darkness into the light you must have faith in our

God that he will hear our prayers to help us fight all

that is bad and fill our hearts with love. So even

though things look bad around the globe with

pandemics are now the norm. just remember

we have seen it all before, yet here we still stand

today, so do not give up on hope yet. We should

just bow our heads and pray for I believe God

will hear them and He will give us the strength

to and up together, holding hands as we all walk

out of the storm one day.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A Poet's Journey