Is Life Necessary Poem by Sheryl Beatrice

- given if happiness exists, yes

Oh human of rough times
Why being bad to self
Ecstasy, a choice but chaotic in base
This may not be the brightest time,
But once it may knock on your door
The brave moment may reach the
Spot while unseen dead mind is mine.


Joy never comes when you want it
Once it goes, we always wish for it
Many know names but unfamiliar living
Why do we see them but never
Know! For whose sake? ?