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those of us with parents,
grandparents, elder caregivers 
of one kind or 
another,
may fear on a daily basis
that the conversations we have with them
might in fact be our
last &
though this might be a bit of neurosis 
on our own part,
it can become unbearable
when considering the fact that
so many illnesses & conditions
which will end the lives of those we love,
will be curable or treatable
just years from now---
we want those scientists
to speed things up!
we want those governments to conjure money from
somewhere, in order to fund the research 
that would bring about the extension of life
for those who bring us so much happiness 
now.

certainly there are those who will say
that life would not be as precious, if
we were to live forever,
or that those whom we value
might not be worth as much to us,
if we knew that they would be around 
indefinitely,
but we’ve known nothing different 
as of yet &
rather than know what it is like to conquer death,
us humans created myths of places after death
which do nothing for us in the
present.

these people that illuminate your lives
are the ones who illustrate the landscapes of 
emotion,
which do not dwell in a realm of obligatory
servitude, under the thumb of some
tyrannical ruler---
we know the kindnesses given to us
&
we can place a face with those actions,
so naturally,
we would like to keep these individuals
alive,
as long as possible,
so as to provide the best chance at happiness
for the lot of us---
sad that we can’t yet save ourselves
but worse that we cannot save those
who we care about.

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