Swan Song
One day my body decided to consume itself,
and the cells that once gave me life
will be the very own that destroy it.
I ran to life itself and fell on my knees
pleading
for just a little more time
But she laughed to my face with a Cheshire grin
Haven't you had enough?
it dawned on me that you were bored of me
so I decided to give you a change
at least, my child, I granted you the blessing
of knowing when your time will come
so that way you can lavishly enjoy
what small grain of sand that has yet to fall.
Would it be a curse
to pass by sheer surprise?
Or would the knowledge of time
consume you
with regret and sorrow
Or would you, instead,
sing your lavish swan song
loud and bright
If only
If only
Life were that simple-
If only
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