Existential Poetry Of the Now

So I’ve got to create
as much as I can
to be a value
to all of my fellow man.
No body else knows
what it’s like
inside my head.
Somewhere deep inside, I know,
To love another,
You must know their soul.
So to share mine,
I rhyme.
And someday,
I may sing.
Because I don’t know where I’m going
But I do know where I’ve been.
That means
right now’s more important
than anything.

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