you need to live
life is not a bed
of roses
someone
told me once
and now I know
it is a bed of thorns
and you are nothing
more than an animal
or a ghost
you simply do not matter
and then nothing makes sense
you find
when the puzzle slowly solves
itself in your mind
and you look at death
in the face
and laugh in transcending
ecstasy
filling up this universe.
Dominic Alapat 