The human condition is an unavoidable experience,
Something of which we were pushed into upon exiting the womb.
God said, “I give you Life, now go do something with it.”
Along the way, each day is like Karma in a particle collider,
The impact of those tiny moments of your life
Slamming violently into your path –
The consequences truly cannot be predicted;
You find out when you get there.
The long, winding road, filled with sinkholes the size of Kansas,
And the wreckage that litters the shoulders,
Delivers you to that final place,
Those last moments of your confounding existence.
What do you do?
What will you make of this strange life you have had?
In the end, all you can take with you,
Are the choices you’ve made,
And the memories of their outcomes,
In an existence that pales beneath the shadows of Time.