[Written: 2024-09-14]

Do I question existence or does existence question me?

You are part of existence, what answers do you seek?

Do we just question, answer then repeat,

Or do we answer questions and seek?

For a piece of the world we can call our own,

Where we don’t have to get rolled over because of our voice and its tone?

If I asked you to meet me at the beginning would you see the quest through,

Or would you call me mad and lock me in a mental zoo?

I have been here since the beginning, at least where my existence began,

Now I offer you to make a new beginning of times grains of sand.

Time begins at the beginning, and begins when it ends;

But, in different forms I will try to my love send.

It’s a joke, but it’s not funny – you don’t have to take my hand,

Because I am just a madman whose pen found some paper and then it just ran.