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POEMBLOG.VOXPOETICA.COM: The Meaning of Life

The Meaning of Life

Wilting on the Green appeared here in October. The last line of this poem by Michael Shammas should be of particular interest to writers in our midst.

The Meaning of Life
By Michael Shammas

Some call life a dream,
Seeing the unseen.

Others glean a struggle;
An endless muddle of
Broken beings
And shattered things,
Death the savior
After a long and hard battle
Against enemies we cannot know.

And I?
I see a book,
Too short to mean anything,
Too long to mean nothing;
Like all works this fiction shall inevitably end,
Unhappily for everyone, forever and ever on.

But no!
We are human.
And our humanity lies in the futile fact
That we fight on until the very last act.

Make your book a bestseller.