Born To Die
everything reminds us that we need to go
the clock ticks with every beat of our heart
every breath although closer to dying
is a sigh of relief- i made it this far
yet people around us die
things that we own wear out
plants wither away with soil
bugs crushed beneath them soles
birds fly away to never come home
all a reminder that we too will go
as we age, our body prepares for its end
our skin wrinkles, hiding away our identity
our bones dont help us stand tall
our arms cant carry the burden no more
our memory darkens as our brain shrinks
our eyes cloud, hazing away our reflections
our ears dont respond to the voice of our loved ones
an empty smile welcomes others
we shrivel into fetal position
like we were not born at all
back to square one:
see you in hereafter
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