Weíre all here for a reason, be it grand or be it small.
Godís universal master plan has roles for one and all.
For some it seems itís easy to see what their role will be,
some canít find the reason, they think theyíll never see.
I often get frustrated not knowing why Iím here,
it doesnít seem I matter as I go from year to year.
Thereís nothing Iíve invented that will ever help mankind,
Thereís no one Iíve inspired, at least none I can find.
Butterflies inspire us; theyíre as pretty as you please,
serum from some tiny plants can be used to fight disease.
Bigger fish eat smaller fish as part of the food chain.
My lack of contribution is driving me insane.
Then, I go downstairs and say good morning to my boys,
I see how much theyíve grown; theyíve become my pride and joy.
All my kids plunge into life, and never showing fear,
then I start to think, maybe thatís why I was here.