ABOUT THE POEM: “While you are Alive” is a powerful, urgent anthem against the superficiality and digital numbness of modern existence. The poem critiques the relentless pursuit of physical performance, social media validation (filters, likes), and chemical highs as hollow substitutes for genuine meaning. Through an insistent chorus—“Find what you love and let it kill you”—it calls for readers to break free from the "lab-rat reward" of consumerism and ego, demanding that they seek purpose and authentic, meaningful engagement before life is consumed by numbness and inauthenticity.Live While You’re Alive
The Quality of Reality
(Verse 1)
Twenty-two-inch arms on bodybuilders,
Powerlifters chasing personal records,
Learning wrestling since kindergarten days,
Running marathons through concrete haze –
but on life, getting late.
Makeup and filters, all for the show,
No love in your heart, that booty has nowhere to go.
It’s all for the kicks, the mirror, the post,
An ego parade for strangers you host.
What’s the use of that greasy pretty face,
And your meaningless stamina race,
When there’s no one to dance with your might,
Just opponents and ego fights at night.
(Chorus)
Find what you love and let it kill you,
Before the numbness starts to fill you.
Stop living fake, stop chasing likes,
Wake up and live your life tonight.
(Verse 2)
Intoxicants, aphrodisiacs, gadgets, and toys,
Love turned chemical, drowned in noise.
The endless scroll on glowing screens,
Feeding hollow digital dreams.
Cues and cravings, the lab-rat reward,
Lost in a game you can’t share with a heart.
They send their notifications,pings with pride,
Little screens where big dreams die.
Lazy minds, hypnotized fools,
Wake up, break out, rewrite the rules.
(Chorus)
Find what you love and let it kill you,
Before the numbness starts to fill you.
Stop living fake, stop chasing likes,
Wake up and live your life tonight.
(Bridge)
For your effort, find a response – don’t just react,
Find your purpose, get your soul intact.
Work for meaning, not the cheer,
Be alive while you’re still here.
(Outro)
So lift your heart, not just the weight,
Do something real before it’s too late.
No make-believe, no empty highs –
Live for truth, live while you’re alive.
