I wonder
If I ponder enough
Will there be one?

Sometimes I hope for some
But knowing life
It all must conclude

I’ve sought out solitude
For all the craziness that I found
Shaken and scared

You look at humans
I feel sad for them
A life lived so meaninglessly

Note that I myself can be found
Without meaning
Look around

Can I change this?
Or just be lost?
And found?

I do not yet know
But the future of this holy ground
Hangs in the balance

Ian Altosaar


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