I once saw a girl change
The lanes of her life under
The luminescence of a rainbow
That was left behind by the rain.
Because that’s all our lives really are,
Wonders left behind by other wonders:
In worlds were we are all inexperienced
In the choices we make; the thoughts we think.
And yesterday I saw an accident;
A car crash and I remembered,
Life is the result of a mysterious event,
Where two forces collided to form a perfect person.
We are all part of something we can’t fathom,
Part of something we don’t understand,
Part of something we’ll know the answer to
When we die, when we cease to be.
And it makes us angry to live life
In horrendous circumstance, in faithless reminders.
And we achieve just to leave it all behind,
We finish and complete and make history,
Just to leave it when we leave for the grave.
What sense is there in living life? And
What sense is there in giving up?
It takes a lot to kill yourself, but
It takes a lot more to keep going.
Who’s going to be the warrior?
The reminder of the century, the
Beginning and the end of history,
The end of faithlessness, the
End of war and hate and prejudice.
Who will be the lone soldier
On the battlefield of the world,
When we fight for survival
And the will to live lives
Where it makes no sense to live life at all?