Poem: "Stoic"

© 1991 by Andersen Silva

Last updated 6-28-2022  


Futile, life is futile.
     Smiling, laughing, we're not really happy,
Weeping,
     Though we're not truly sad.

The REAL feelings are anger and frustration.
     Why? Why the pain?
Why the complexities?
     No, life's not always fair;

But why can't it balance the justice and the injustice?
     There is no purpose,
But satisfaction,
     And happiness,
And...