Ekso Ekso Poet Free verse

The Eternal Question

I asked Grandpa
that which wise men always pondered:
welcome the eternal night or
wage the eternal fight? He said 
eternal sleep or eternal life,
eternal peace or eternal strife.

Confused, I asked Grandma
reject the eternal night or
turn down the eternal fight? She said
eternal sleep or eternal life,
eternal peace or eternal strife.

I sat to ponder and think,
but the answer would not come naturally,
for the skull insisted on pounding 
from the pressure of hot, young blood.

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Andrea Dietrich November 23, 2014 at 10:51 PM this is quite an interesting one. I am getting up there in age now. So I think eternal sleep is around the corner. YIKES!!! My head is pounding too just thinking about it, and not from young blood unfortunately. thanks for reading Cinder Girl!!