(Philosophy Poem) It Will Be What It Will Be

It Will Be What It Will Be

 

What is Life if not a journey within itself

We all begin the same yet is the end for all

Parents nor our Race were we ever able to choose

Born to Trumpets or onto a field of sweat and mud

Yet it is the center that decides: the Death we’ll live

 

Simple answer to some of the really big questions

Were there Men and Women before Adam and Eve

Were the ‘God’s of the Underworld’ actually Demons

Will the World War we fear be the one called Armageddon

Just as sure as death, there is a ‘Life After’: Yes