Death, are you related to the obscure?
Death, you must be related to the living, for sure
If to live is to exist
And if to exist means to desist
What is the use of futile living
When there is no permanent meaning
Would it not be better to love and laugh
And hug and forgive even if once we could only cough
Death, powerful you may be,
With you, anything can cease instantly
If I live without harm, If I act without regret
Will my death's time be known, if already set?
Death, shouted the poets, we fear thee not
You may be the one with the best lot
Yet, we shall see that in eternity,
There, someplace where there is only serenity
That shall be when physical blindness shall maim
And with abrutpness, shall end my aim!
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