What's The Point? ? Poem by Kelsey Tennant

Why are we here anyway?
Does God think it funny to put us through
Wars, Death, Disease, Heartbreak, Betrayal?
Does he find it funny to kill off
Soldiers, Mothers, Fathers, Polar Bears, Siblings, Friends?

What's the point of living
If everybody we love is Lost,
And everybody we hate is Found?

What's the point of living
If one person can kill 6 million people
With one word?

What's the point of it all anyway?
Is there some reward at the end
To make up for all of our suffering?
Or is it just
Darkness?

Is there any point of living at all?

But what do I know?
I'm just a stupid kid after all.