What is the purpose of life
It can’t be for bitterness and strife
If I believe there is a greater one
There must be something to be done
Does it happen to me
Like the growth of a tree
Or is it up me
To make myself be
Am I the captain
Of the pre-ordained plan
Or do I work to be me
Till the planner shows his hand
Are you driven by work
Are you driven by fear
Look deep inside
What drives you from here
Must you be known
Must you be remembered
Will you leave an inheritance
For those you intended?
© 6/11/08, Glenn
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