I Jarrod have created this poem on my own. If you like it subscribe and say something and rate it!tell me if you agree. Why do we exist? We are not now that strong Which in the old days moved heaven and Earth. That which we are, we are. One equal temper of heroic heart. Made weak by time, and fate, but strong in will. To strive to seek, to find and not yield. For we were made for a purpose, all living weak or strong. That one day hoping when will we suffer, for all our sins? God put us here to guide and teach others. So when the day comes we will be wise for ourselves and for others most unfortunant. We exist just to exist, and to pass on with a whisper. We will kill and die! We will honor our purpose! For it is the choice of our creator! By: Jarrod Matthew Wilson 3-11-13