Afterthought...

Day to day struggle of living Somebody smokes, somebody drinks, somebody eats, somebody sleeps Ongoing humdrum of activities You get tired of working, yet drudge along You have fears - the fear of dying, wasting away, disintegrating... There you are - running helter-skelter in the race of millions To make a place for yourself - to feel secure You love somebody, you hate some... Copulating with someone, caring for some, yet thwarting others Lovely weather, sordid weather, pain and pleasure - They come and go by - ain't mean anything to some, yet meaning 'a whole world' to others At times we look towards God and ask: 'anything wrong? anything a-miss? ' Then a myriad of imaginations flow by: Imagine HIM smiling, imagine HIM smirking at you, Imagine HIM forgiving you And then you make some sense (OR no sense at all) of what's really happening on this blessed earth... you as an 'earthling' or just a 'nothing' - some sensible existence: is this?