Existential Crisis

People ponder
why they are created weak and fragile
people wonder
why the human spirit is sinfully agile
ruminate in the purpose behind living
ask if there is any value in each misgiving
question whether life is drama or a farce
contemplating life in general and why the fuss.

Ask if money can't buy happiness galore
then why is it so fabulous
why wealth and ease are vied for
if money make hearts feel crapulous.

The extremes play a tug-of-war game
it's either infamy or fame
achieving success or shame
being born clever or lame.

So stop lying through your teeth
put back your dagger in its sheath
life isn't indistinct nor grey
you have been eating too much hay.

Take off the blinders and witness
life is a soap opera of sickness
humans are spectacles to two opposing sides
feeling naked and helpless without guides.

Was humanity fashioned from a broken mold
Οmniscient is God hence aware
is our defect some kind of snare
if so does this render Him cold?

Was God consciously unfair
by giving us freedom of choice 
were humans ungrateful to dare
turn a deaf ear to His voice?

Isn't our Creator cruel
for leaving Satan to his own devices
is it because good and evil's duel
is somehow enriching just like spices?

God cannot be unjust
there has to be a plan
we cannot be just spiritual dust
failed experiments and puppets in a can.

When is the high time of divine intervention
will humanity have His undivided attention
will our anger abate by practicing zen
or will rage dissipate by counting to ten?

Will the prince of lies keep on sowing
with antimatter bellowing
endless discord and despair
will at last be a moment
the end of the torment
and precious extensive repair?

Far too many questions about life
the uncertainty escalates to inner strife
without a reassuring answer in sight
human souls are pitted against the blight.

I suggest that you loosen up
dance to the rythm of existence
drop the wrath buildup
nothing charming in resistance
nor creative about nonexistence.

Release the thought
ideal goodness always slips
accept the goodness that exists
right at your fingetips
learn to embrace the naught
sometimes forget
disgorge what is forcefully fed
stop drowning yourself in debt.

Appreciate yourself and others for who they are
life doesn't have to be a constant spar
a battle against the mirror
and the fellow human being
discard the insecurities of horror
that poison your well-being.

Self-reflect and confront the deepest fears
fight off and taste the bitter tears
tears can teach a lot those brave enough
brave to cinch the evil and get it off their scruff.

At our lowest lying broken
facing nightmares unspoken
we can sprout wings to fly high
claustrophobic in the darkness
we get to shine and electrify
facing adversities without a harness
to unleash our greatest strengths
improbabilities force evolution
to go at great lengths
free from fear's shackles to absolution.

Trials and tribulations cleave
invaluable treasure
by overcoming mortality
we get real pleasure
a fulfilling reality
through troubles we achieve
greatness against all odds
more encouraging to try so in squads
take heart from the eyes of another
be it a friend or lover
better is in groups new paths to discover.

Humans might as well be
paper sky lanterns
sent out to the unknown free
to trace out universal patterns.

So explorers before our fire runs out
we better have been fruitful and devout
to have successfully conquered the heights fright
believe that everything was worth the flight.

No matter how turbulent and long
trip was worthwhile and made us strong
God blessed the journey not the destination
therefore burn bright without any hesitation.