Philosophy - Poem by Estefano Molina
My philosophy is flawed by it's own existence.
Thought's and ideas
Thousands of years old
And I just discovered them
Who is original?
Questions of life are bigger
Than our philosophies
Therefore, a question with no answer
And the answer we have is meaningless
How can my philosophy answer a question
that is bigger than it?
A rotting thought
An unproven theory
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