If a single living organism live and died so soon,
Do heaven ? or Hell ? l is filled with them ?
In that short time living, does it meant anything ?
Or do they got a second chance,
to be reborn with the same soul every time ?
And if we see the universe,
that's so wide a cross , space and time.
Do we.. that look smaller than amoeba for them,
matter ?
Do our story will ever be heard,
one hundred thousand year from now ?
our tiny spark of light in history.
And what do these rules that we hold on so tightly,
to obey, to follow, and to pass on.
Would they matter to life ?
Sometimes, a simple happiness is enough.
Why does it so hard to get ?
And when someone finally get it,
then why do so many people want to take it away ?
Life is cruel, life is random, life is not ordinary.
Then Why .....
Do we even bothered.