wielding their words,
writers exist to write.
brandishing their fists,
fighters exist to fight.
even in ancient times,
peasants existed to work.
a stab in the back,
Judas existed to lurk.
looking to the sky,
dreamers exist to try.
while some people in general,
exist to tell you lies.
just before their death,
elders exist to give advice:
"the world is sinful,
with devils existing to entice."
soaring through the air,
birds exist to fly.
and me, you ask?
why, I exist to die.