questions

how best must a man dare live?

with his palm flung open, glad to give?

believing it holds more than a fist held tight?

(like moon beams grasped by the greedy night)

aye what must guide his every waking act?

and what must be his heaven-bled pact?

how should he choose his one best friend?

or the foe he must keep close till the end?

should a man be of quick decision or deep thought?

should he have a price or simply stay unbought?

should he count his seconds or while away time?

and which among the twain is actually a crime?

should he hoard his wealth or not save his buck?

should reputation matter or should he not give a fuck?

ask yourself such questions and yes, it is true

that each can be followed by not one but two

but perhaps as we wonder about the wonder of it all

as our bodies lose breath and as we begin to fall

the question we must pose as we finally exhale

is the one that sums up this questionable tale:

that like a resplendent flag in the wind uncurled

did I add meaning – and just not weight – to the world?

ram cobain

(Pic courtesy Google, photographer LJ Holloway)