Borrowed Line: “There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide.” Albert Camus The Myth of Sisyphus

Is life worth living?
One serious question that demands attention
before any others can follow.
The boulder, the weight you bear,
penance in the mundane.
A punishing pursuit that grants order
in an absurd reality.

The procession of hours, days, seasons, meaningless
Every moment, suffering that bears no proof of purpose.
Suicide, a thought bordering within reason,
though defiance is a fresh wound still losing blood.

The mind and the body unite in their labor,
perhaps there is a resolution to this problem,
to embrace the conditional strife of existence,
with the philosophical fullness of being,
create meaning where meaning is missing.
Dethrone punitive gods by truly knowing reality,
with all of its misery, manifest contentment,
In the discord of broken pieces, fragmented, unconnected,
there is a harmony that leads to happiness.