raison d'etre

I ponder as I remain forever selcouth, Kalon ,and ever so pulchrous

Alas beauty comes with tragedy and a morbid set of two eyes

To cry and cry and to dream of great requiems to come

But alas such a pathetic life I bare at this rate of living one can only ponder im absolute fear and

some eyes bright with wonder

But me, me alas i am haunted by the morning bells of quaking worry

I wonder what is my Raison D'être

To know ,oh what a gift!