• Time is up, the doors are closed
    But the truth is left exposed

    A question floats in the abyss of space
    And the answer is different in every face

    While I can't say what the answer is, the question I know will never change
    But to some you could call the question strange

    Why ask what has no wrong answer yet is never right
    Is is to find purpose or to see what is behind the word "life"

    So to pass it on now I will ask you
    Think first then answer, "Who are you?"