DYING AND DEATH

 Dying And Death

Of dying and death,

Iʼve seen a few persons

die.

A sad ending,

to something wondrous.

Why do we have to die,

and die we must,

but,

why?

Is there a purpose for our coming and going,

or is it the whim of something unseen?

Life is a lottery at best,

a roll of the dice. Makes no matter

whether youʼve been naughty,

or nice. When

your time comes,

you simply go,

to where no one knows.

Of course you can whimper,

scream if you must, but

thereʼs no one to hear,

no one to care,

surrounded by persons

who fear that,

their time is near.

So hereʼs to dying and death,

familiar to all. A curse,

or a blessing,

a burden from birth.

Part of a process,

important it seems,

to something,

or someone, 

........unseen.