Now that we've disproved gods we know the truth
And we are truly free to rule the
world,
We can do whatever we'd like to
do,
But we flap in the breeze like
flags unfurled.
Proximity and circumstance drive
us,
Our choices are not really our
choices.
It seems as if we make up our own
minds
But our minds hear only random
voices.
It's all mere chance and
biochemistry,
None of us are here for any
reason.
We win and lose and love by
accident,
We shine like Springtime sun for
a season.
So, if life is not really life at
all,
No wonder we recoil from death’s
shrill call.
