Life
LIFE.
Tell me what, in mournful numbers
Life is but an empty dream!
When far asleep
Remember for the soul is dead that slumbers.
And things are not what they seem
Life is real! Life is earnest!
Man live to think in life
Man think to live in life
Life is something valuable
And the grave is not its goal.
Dust thou art, to dust thou returnest
Was not spoken of the soul
Tell me not, struggling is essential
So that man will succeed in Life.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 2002
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