New Beginnings
Is death so tragic, that most fear it?
To not feel, or see, or smell
Is a fate we all must deal with.
Some may consider it a hell.
Is it the fear of the unknown
That makes us shudder at the thought of dying?
If that is the case, why does every bone
In our body push us to go sky diving
Bungee-jumping, or do things we
Normally wouldn’t do? Death is
An alarm clock that awakes us from our dream.
Before we wake up, this
Continues to remind us tat when it rings
We will all start new beginnings.
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