Life will go on

what is the function of life?
to live, perpetuate, sustain.
devoid of meaning,
life lives for another
life after death.
the start realizes its end
when it begins again.
life lives without meaning
towards a death imaginary.
we must live as though
we’ve already died,
fear not, death
cannot strike twice.

Creating a movement of naturalism

I’m not entirely sure what it means to be creative.
is it to make something?
surely that cannot be the only defining feature.
I poop, does that mean I’m creative?
or does what I create have to have some sort of stylistic flare?
maybe I produced an artful poo?
Could it be that my toilet mount was flawless.
I was able to disengage my belt and zipper in one felt swoop,
that left the toilet’s mouth agape in awe?
Ready to receive one of my most natural possessions.
If to make was the meaning to create,
then I’m guilty of daily creation.