Existence

Do I exist,
Or am I just a spirit walking on solid ground?
I feel free,
Like a flying eagle that sores through the blue sky.

Do I exist,
Or am I as dead as my ancestors?
I�m not free,
I�m a prisoner of Satan.

Do I exist,
Or am I nothing at all?

I don�t exist,
I�m just an average person in this cruel and cold world.
No one is free,
We all are prisoners of Satan!

Does anyone exist,
Or are we in a world where only animals rule?
The lion is the king,
And we are his servants.

Do we exist,
Or is everyone nothing at all?

Does nothing at all exist,
Or is this world just another Mars?
Our lives are empty,
Just like a huge and dark black hole.

Does this universe even exist,
Or is it just a huge and dark black hole?
This universe contains nothing at all,
It doesn�t even contain you and me.

Does this universe exist,
Or is it nothing belonging in a place where it�s not supposed to be?

Does anything exist,
Or is everything a blank piece of paper?
A blank piece of paper,
Here let me imagine what it would look like.

BLANK this is what everything looks like in my eyes,
BLANK BLANK BLANK BLANK��..

Nothing, nothing exists.
So how could I be writing this poem if paper, pen, or not even I exist?

Stop reading this poem!
I don�t exist.
We don�t exist.
This world doesn�t exist.
This universe doesn�t exist.
And to top it off,
Nothing, nothing at all exists!