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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required On the day of your birth, joyous or tragic at the girth. With sun or light, opportunity gains flight. The moon or night, once begun always a fight. A choice to make, a path to take, to find your way night or light. Signs along the way, though in plain sight have no sway. Words and actions unmatched, alludes balance and remains detached. By the time a connection is made, aged and tired we begin to fade. Born to die, lived a lie. 2 A death begins, with truly no end, regardless of the course. The start as well, has no tell, of what life contains, within it’s well. Seek to find in this grind, a way, a path, a place. Where peace at last has finally cast a role, a sign, a space. For time has no friends, it’s always there at the end. Do the best, pass the test, meet every challenge. When this is so, the time will go, like the tides ebb and flow. In the same way , make every day a death that can never stay. 3 Remember when the days begun, fiery like the midday sun. Battles fade and wars won, Heated by words and deeds fired by our own guns. In a time of no fear never knowing what was dear. All things gained and nothing lost leaving someone else to pay the cost. Like this is not the way, to waste this precious day. In the end we all pay at the end that’s all to say. But to realize before begun, a job that must be done. For born are we to die, living when we know the reason way. Die we all do, return to dust we will. Taking nothing when we go leaving everything for life’s show. So the question remains, Born to die or live and know why. 4 In the brew when we begin, never knowing till the end. What, will we become, when our time, here is done. Lead your’s through stress and stiff or glide with glee as joy fills your life. Regardless of the circumstances as we enter life’s stage We alone will or won’t choose to play the roles life has paved. It’s not a fight when we begin, we know it all and can do it all too. Toward the middle we start to wonder, if we shoulda..., A fleeting thought because another distraction comes along. Before you know it, the time is gone. You sit and think, you ask why. As you think you realize, like a brand new light bulb, Bright. It shine, you see on the places and seeds, you chose thus far not to go or sow. Your at the middle and again you choose. You now know, what will you do?
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