Cycle Of Life

The cycle of life is a pretty simple thing.
We get born,live and then die.
How it’s like this,I wonder why.

We get born,whether animals or humans.
And eventually time passes by.
People cry to mourn us when we die.

I wonder,is there more to it?
People or animals,it’s all the same.
Onto the tombstone we see as souls,carved our name.

Some live longer,some lives are shorter.
But is there more meaning to it?
Is it the families that raise us?

The strangers that praise us?
Or for animals,the creatures that are fed by us?
Some say life is short,time goes by.

Alas,it’s nature’s cycle of life.
So we must savor the starry nights.
We fight for our lives and rights.

And for adrenaline,we jump off heights.
Do animals feel emotions?
Do they all go to Heaven?

Or are we just another heathen?
Some are born from the womb,some from eggs.
But we still live similiar lives.

We spend time with the family I love.
Those who were there when things got hard.
And the peaceful sleep at day or night.

It depends on the creature.
For we all have a different feature.
And life is often our teacher.

Accompanied by mother nature.
As time passes by,new creatures come by.
Whether human or not.

And we all eventually die.
What is up with people?
Who say how painful is death?

Maybe to an extent,but it also takes away the pain.
Specifically after a long,fullfilling life.
Mother hen protects the eggs at all times.

Because that is what real mothers do.
When they hatch,she loves them too.
But not everyone lives the same life.

Some better,some worse.
Regardless,death is a release.
It brings us peace and we watch over loved ones.

Cycle of life may be cruel to you.
But nobody knows who is the true fool.