Life And Death

Life and death are the books of life,

Life- the chapters that are read,

Not beyond the bookmarks of endless boundaries,

Death- the last page unsaid.

 Some souls wait for their life on earth,

And some wait for a sarcastic deathbed,

Though the earth remains happy to reel fewer tears,

And to persuade humankind to a purposed death.

Time is too slow, slower than you brain,

To justify dependence, luxury, and pain.

Freedom of the soul is no bird of loyalty,

And when there’s no wish there’s no gain.

Remember oceans have fishes to separate life from death,

To separate death from life, there are weeds,

Your choice is in your brain and the brain resides in the soul,

And your soul is waiting to be serenely freed.

See what you lose to learn,

And learn to think that you’ve learned or won,

As there’s no loss to life indeed,

As life is only one.