LIFE OR EXISTENCE

Is it wonder or wander?
Of the thoughts am now under,
Is being a being a pretender?
And that am trying to ponder,
Making my research broader,
To extend of crossing the boarder.


In the wilder est of my thoughts,
That at times peep during the nights,
When I have offed all lights,
And freed my thinking rights,
Often sailing to greater depths,
Occasionally calmed by the morning twilight s.


Time, again and again
So sharp like a knife,
Dividing regions, quos and quotas,
Only oxygen left to unite us,
And death being the common to all,
Cos it never chooses but affects all

When it comes to trusting and getting trusted,
A fact my analysis is always interested,
The conduct of the trustee and the trusted,
Frequently I have observed a breach of contract,
Leading to bleeding of hearts,
Resentment, hatred, regret and denial it attracts.


When the key lines are broken,
Ones heart feels forsaken,
With senses much more awaken,
The reality cannot now be mistaken,
Even though so much is unspoken,
The spirits tend to get sunken.

Is that what they call life??
Spirit, soul, mind and flesh in strife?
Beings behaving like wildlife?
And the mind just like a housewife?
Tied to the standards of so called world?
With no reference to the only word??

        ***Laura Lizz Bettie 2015***