Laser
Life is not only the,
Being air-carrier,
Inhaling to exhale.
Life is far beyond it,
Having heart,
Hands, legs, feet.
Not only to pick,
Walk,
Circulate the blood.
Life can be explained,
In many variants,
Colors; races, genders.
Life is like a painting,
The sky and ocean,
Captured on a canvas.
Life is so vast that I,
Can never cover all,
Like a kind criminal.
What is life?
What is life?
What is life?
This puzzle,
Is unsolved!
Read Rumi and Khayyam,
Read Hitler and Cezar,
To reach Jean Paul Sartre!
Tick marking the crimes,
Makes laser, focused light,
That shows us many names,
All Rabbis, Popes, mullahs,
What can be this living?
Air in-out, breathing?
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