Some walk into the light
Some of them cry
Some of them laugh
You know, when they die?
I have seen them all
The kind and the rude
Wicked, friendly, wise
Caring, average, crude
I treat them well
One and the same
And when they sniffle
Who can I blame?
Sometimes they struggle
Or eagerly sprint
Into the world
Of spiritual resent
But the ones that I love
Keep me at bay
Making meaning out of nothing
"Death, not today."
Not health fanatics nor gurus
But something is bright
They'll fight for the moment
And I'll greet them in endlife
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Cacti & Paper Airplanes
PoetryDeep collection of prickly sweet poems and songs. Topics range from friendship and exploring the life of inanimate objects to murder, greed, and death. Darker tone emerges later in the collection. Cheers!
