Fireworks
In the end, what is the point
Are we not all just running against the clock
The anxiety of hearing the ticks and tocks of the clock knowing that those seconds of my life no longer exist
So what is the point
Why run around with hope and despair
Why chase our desires if the clock will tick anyway
The energy we put into our lives, what is it for
Could it all be one big waste
Does a firework not have a purpose
Could it be that the explosion of life be what you make of it
The brilliant blazon bright light of existence then fade to black canvas as the ashes fall from the heavens
On the time-scale of the universe we are all fireworks
Our moment to exist is so small and yet we can make the most beautiful of lights and the most thunderous of sounds
In the end, there is really only one point
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Posted Sep 2, 2020, 3:12 AM UTC · edited