Freddie asks some questions (1985)
There truly must be more to life than this, this monotonous existence, this empty hollow existence.
People fighting for their human rights
But we just go on saying c’est la vie
We never learn from the mistakes of our forefathers? Or do we know and still try to repeat the atrocities, hoping that the outcome will be different?
The stage for life changes, the props become “modern”,the blood spilled is still red. The horrors evolve and devolve, the curtains that hide our sins gets higher; and yet the atrocities don’t get any less.
There must be more to life than this mindless meaningless grind. We have been taught to love hard work, to tick the check-boxes that one must have to get a perfect life.
I think they forgot to teach us who to work for? Do we do it for our parents? for the kids unborn? for the future?
It does not matter what we do, in the end, all we dig is our own graves, the ones filled with bodies of those “below” us.
There must be more to life than eating, shitting and having kids.
Is reproduction the only purpose of life? if yes, then i refuse to fulfill my part.
One day i will go mad, I can’t and i WONT accept that there is no meaning, or a meaning so shallow.
زندگی کے شور میں، دل کا خالیپن سب سے زیادہ گونجتا ہے۔
(In the noise of life, the hollowness of the heart echoes the loudest.)
