Death
For those of you who hope to die.
Those who would be dead.
Those who seek the afterlife
yet scoff at daily bread.
I understand explicitly;
that you should live for worse.
That you know lifes uncertainties
and life's to be a curse.
In hopes of having everything
to pray and pray for death.
I wish you only happiness
to stop and take your breath.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2016
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