Living... for what?
by Julie Ann Kahn
What's the point of living?
I could never quite understand,
For living seems so selfish and greedy,
but heaven seems like an outstretched hand.
Sometimes I just want to end it all,
so I can go to this wonderful place,
For living in this world of poverty and destruction,
seems like an extremely big waste.
However, living has its benefits,
although very few,
For as we grow older,
living just doesn't mean what it used to.
Maybe we start to think
that love can keep us here,
But it's a matter of time before you realize
love only ends with a tear.
Sometimes I just want to close my eyes,
and leave this horrible place,
But I keep telling myself over and over...
my God will give me grace.