Life's Cosmic Joke

Life's Cosmic JokeLife, a cosmic jest, we laugh and we cry,Running in circles, never asking why.People parade in masks and in suits,Pretending they know the roots of their truths.We hustle, we grind, we say we’ve got plans,Clutching at meaning with trembling hands.But the punchline lands softly, whispered in time:It’s all just a joke, a fleeting mime.We chase after dreams like they’re set in stone,Not seeing the humor in being alone.Everyone’s an actor, playing their part,Lost in the plot, but thinking they’re smart.We measure success by the gold we obtain,Ignoring the joke in the joy and the pain.Life isn’t linear, no rules in the script—Just a punchline delivered, an existential quip.So laugh with the stars, cry with the moon,The joke’s in the silence, in late afternoon.We’re here for the ride, no reason to choke,For in the end, we’re all in on the joke.~HappyKB