Life Like a Book

We all are made aware of the inevitable from an early age Like a good book there is a beginning, a middle and an end Beginnings are new, exciting, an adventure. In the middle we navigate each pages with the occasional twist As we feel the pages in our right hand slowly depleting We deny that the story could ever end We insist there is a sequel, an explanation to this inevitable demise Instead we are left with blank pages and a chapter that can only be written by the omniscient fingers behind the keyboard