Life is like a river
flowing constantly in the ground.
with no dams to slow it down,
it keeps going pointlessly
till it reaches the end,
and eventually it will begin again
on its pointless journey,
It does not really matter
if this river is there or not,
there are many more to take its spot,
There are many like the hairs on a horse
when one disappears it does not change anything,
so it does not matter
cause everything else will still stay on course
