Destiny's Will

A life of living,

is it living a lie?

What’s the meaning of time,

when it’s time to die?

Substances and chemicals,

consciousness swirling.

A dearth of information,

in the mind unfurling.

To find meaning is life,

to live is to find meaning.

The spirit abounds

in eyes that are gleaming.

Fire burns bright

in bellies with strong wills.

Flames kept alight

by dedication, not pills.

None are perfect,

or steadfast at all times.

In moments of despair,

one’s character defines.

Seeing only the best

through the lens of the hive

unsettles the mind,

feeling less alive.

We struggle and strive,

do all that we can;

creating our destiny

by our own hand.