The Thoughts of an Insane Man
What is the point of it all?
All of what, you may ask.
I will tell you, all of this.
What I am doing now,
What I will be doing.
What is the point?
Will my actions have any impact at all?
Or will they fall carelessly to the side of a road,
Like an over-chewed piece of gum?
Or will they be cherished,
Like a child cherishes a five dollar bill?
Why should I even be concerning myself with this.
Do I know?
No.
Should I care?
Perhaps.
Things will happen anyway,
Not because they have to,
But because they know no other way.
Reminds me of the Beatle's, "Nowhere Man." :)
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