I Don't Fear Death
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As age creeps ever nearer life's end,
I look upon death as a godsend.
There are so few I can call a friend;
like an oak, I'm unwilling to bend,
and shadows in the dark tend to blend.
The world is under increasing strain;
as nations vow to be great again.
And irrespective of widespread pain;
sane people begin acting insane.
Gobble warming is not far away;
approaching fast; it is here to stay,
no matter what politicians say.
There are billions of people on Earth;
yet we're increasing our rate of birth.
Facing the future; I don't fear death.
My fear is bigotry will extend,
giving hate and politics free rein.
And I pray I won't be here; the day
life's judged for its value, not its worth,
and humans must fight for every breath.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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