The Purpose of Life
So many wonder just what isour purpose in this life
When everything seems so full
of stress and pain and strife.
We can't just look at others for
the answer, my dear friend
You must look at the Beginning to
reach the happy end.
God created Adam
and then created Eve
And brought them to a Garden
that He planted for their needs.
Everything they needed
within their daily life
Was there for food and comfort...
No stress or pain or strife.
But life would soon be boring,
and this God knew so well
So He gave them both a purpose
before they stumbled and they fell.
Within their hands He placed the Trust;
a Garden made with Love.
This Earth He gave to all of us,
Our gift from up above.
He told us to expand it
and tend it with our care.
Then we went and messed it up...
The Garden was not there.
But we've waited way too long to act,
the time is running short.
We may wake up one day and find
it's us the Earth aborts!
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