End

by Erik Neibaur

What is the point of it all?
What is the end of it all?
Why do we live to only become a forgotten memory?
Why can we try our hardest and be forgotten?
When do we try so hard to be forgotten forever?
When do we live so short to only be known as he, or she?
Who knows what is best for us?
Who follows us when we lead?
Where does it begin?
Where does it end?
How do we become permanent?
How do we not forget in the end?
Who knows What life is, When and How will we know?
Why does it not matter?