Our sword of Damocles

Perplexed poem

In the beginning there was nothing, then from the darkness came the light. All I know is, on the day before I was born the world did not exist and then suddenly here I was wondering what is all this? Now a lifetime later, I still ask myself the same question while everybody else lives more troubled by the moment than by oblivion. There's not really much alternative, for this moment is all we have.