Hobson's Choice
"To die.To sleep?Perchance to dream?"
There is but one we will know
If immortality is in life's scheme.
If mortality is the only show
Then will our bodies turn to dust
Mouldering in slow decay
Only in memory will we be discussed
And even reminiscence will pass away.
Hope or despair,survival or extinction
Will wait until the veil of life is drawn
Lean towards one means the soul's destruction
No one will then know the truth ,once gone.
One path offers much more comfort
The other being so bleak
Religions offer the crutch of support
Humanism the second prefers to seek
I would pray for the life eternal
With its hope of renewal and complete bliss
The other option to me reeks of the infernal
With its impersonal emptiness
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2017
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