Poem: Meaning

By Jack Brummet

People say life
Would have no meaning
If we lived forever;
Others say life
Would have meaning
If we did.
The meaning of life
Is like the rings running circles
Around a tree trunk.
If you remember back
On your last trip
To the natural history museum,
The best tree sections
Have pins on their rings:
Jesus born;
Magna Carta;
Mayflower arrives in America;
Declaration of Independence;
Civil War ends;
Man walks on moon.
Wouldn’t it be something
To not konk out
And see rings marked
Race wars end;
Israel and Palestine merge;
Poverty eliminated;
The return of Jesus;
Alien diplomats arrive? ---o0o---