What If
What if I pondered for some time
An end to life like end to rhyme
Not quite much as it may seem
In truth not more than end of dream
What if it be of import not
More than a passing thought forgot
Why hold to life must I then yearn
Mute lesson leaving aught to learn
What if of life there be no joy
Within its clutch I but a toy
Of Hellish children wrecked and wreathed
In pain until my last I breathed
What if I would not rather meet
The wretch I am at end than greet
Oblivion sure to be bliss
Compared to life of naught to miss
Copyright © Warren Smith | Year Posted 2017
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