Why Do The Worthless......
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All tales have an end,
They can’t become stories, without one.
Not unnatural, I know, some will make you mend,
Your attitude, which no good, till now has done.
Leave aside a few;
Those that are content,
To the rest, I speak-
“Why are you afraid, why pretend?”
In tones of wonder I ask,
Why does man fear,
To lose a life, which to him is very dear?
Why in this momentary, artificial,
World, does he want to bask?
I know most have no hope,
For now, I stand as one of them.
Oh! Disappointed, do not in darkness grope,
Let the goodness in your soul, sparkle like a gem.
Only the extraordinary,
Or perhaps a few blessed ordinary mortals,
Who in this world of make-believe and hypocrisy,
Have lived a life exemplary;
Only those worthwhile few;
The rest never knew,
They are, as I am,
The fear of death grew.
But why fear, when you know-
The death-the true worth of your life-it will show.
Termination, it is of life’s duplicity,
Double lives lived, with false motives,
Such lives; the living, I pity!