Life is like an endless journey
Things just seem to happen
Things ordinary, things extraordinary
One might wonder what the purpose of life is.
People do the same things everyday,
wake up, eat, go to work, sleep and the day is over
What can one picture as a perfect life?
People work as doctors, lawyers, engineers etc.
Has anyone really tried to visualise the end?
How is life expected to end?
Is dying when you’re old and weak a perfect life?
So many unanswered questions
Humans are not meant to live forever,
as death is probably inevitable.
Even as short as Life is, How are we meant to spend it?
People go to work to earn a living, to provide for their families
To make life enjoyable on earth.
To live as though life is a luxurious ride through beautiful streets.
I don’t know what the end will bring or how the end will be.
But one thing i know for sure is that doing wrong is not life.
Stealing, killing, cheating and evil doings is not a picture of a fulfilled life.
Live like everyday is the last you’ll ever see
abhor evil and try to always do the right things.
It is in the human nature to stray, for no man is perfect
but as much as we can lets live and do the right things.
I don’t know the purpose of Life but it sure wouldn’t be going the wrong way.
I believe we know what to do.
Love from the Oracle.
Orikinla Osinachi said,
January 2, 2007 at 11:14 pm
Oracle,
This is the most beautiful and wonderful composition of thanksgiving poetry I have seen and read in recent times. And very inspiring for the New Year 2007.
You inspiring words are you.
As I have mentioned earlier, your compositions would be more appreciated when set to music.
Cheers and God bless.
mac said,
January 25, 2007 at 2:11 am
I’m late posting. I stumbled on here and read this. I appreciate philosophical pieces. I write philosophical pieces too. Maybe you can check me out later. I like your poems, they’re easy to understand in all their depth.