“For What?"
We live, we die, we laugh, we cry, we earn, we spend, for what?
There has to be a reason, though I fear it's been forgot,
To find the purpose of our life we trek on winding roads,
And on that journey through our life we bear some heavy loads,
But then at times we stop to think, "Where am I going to?,
Is this what Life is all about, Is this what I must do?",
And questions enter in our mind of what else there might be,
To make life more fulfilling, what to do, and what to see,
Sometimes, no doubt along life's way a cross-roads will appear,
Which way to go? You must decide, some reason's brought you here,
It is your Mind, your Inner-self that makes you think profound,
Which way to go, to Left or Right, or Onwards, or turn round?
But what's the point of turning back, that's what you want to change,
You're searching for 'yourself' in life, you want to re-arrange
Those things that bring you boredom, or that leave you unfulfilled,
And cross-roads really are for those of us who are strong-willed,
How many times in life have you 'turned back', for fear of Fear,
And realised this action brought results that cost you dear,
So if you're at a cross-roads, stand awhile and give it thought,
And think about the things you want to do, and what you ought,
But don't consider turning back, or going left or right,
Go straight across, and be prepared to give it all your might,
For if those things behind you are the ones that don't fulfil,
You have to think, "But could they?" - No, I doubt they ever will,
It's you who's brought yourself up to this cross-roads in your life,
Perhaps because of anguish, or despair or mental strife,
This may be the last time you see a cross-roads on your road,
Go 'find' yourself, and who knows, you may shed a heavy load.
