What Is This Life?
What makes me wake up each every morn'?
What ever allows me to take so much scorn?
What did I do to deserve such a fate?
What can one do to forgive and forget?
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What jumps to conclusions?
What slides to their death?
What runs towards their fears?
What swims with no breath?
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What walks down the sidewalk
without sight, without shame?
What rides 'round the block
always stealing new names?
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What is soft to the touch?
What is hardest when it breaks?
What is firm when needs be?
What is fluid but won't freeze?
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What will take us to heaven?
What will cover our sins?
What will bring us to peace?
What will show us the end?
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What makes this all happen?
What should each person hope?
What have we been doing?
What is this sad, sick show?
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I hope these thoughts are helpful. Thank you so much for reading. I Agape-Love you all.
Until next time, God bless.
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If you crave more… nay, NEED more, then click below for more poems by BK Johnsen:
https://hubpages.com/literature/The-Truth-Hurts
https://hubpages.com/literature/Who-Really-Matters
https://hubpages.com/literature/Glass-Mirrors
https://hubpages.com/literature/The-Man-With-No-Name
https://hubpages.com/literature/A-Moment-In-Time-Poem
https://hubpages.com/literature/The-Day-I-Knew-I-Needed-You
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