A wise death

Written by: Samir Georges

One day I chanced to walk by a spirit of a dead man,
And he looked unto me with wizened eyes
And he asked "Child, what is life to you, this darkness and this light?"
And to him I said:

We rise into the light when we are born -
 - And we fall into the dark when we die.

And to that he shook his head and clucked his tongue
And said this ethereal to me:

We are thrown into the light at birth - 
 - And we are shoved into the dark at death.

And so left me this dead man, left me wiser than my smooth unwrinkled face would show.

© Samir Georges