Death is certain. Everyone you know will die, including you. There is no need to panic, there is no need to fear, people dying is very very real. Death is good business. Many will sell you special diets, supplements and lifestyles to postpone death. Others will sell you the idea of eternal life, all you have to do is give up your human nature, live a life limited a certain way, believe unproven things and pay your subscription to ensure your path to heaven remain clear. Planning end of life is a good idea, get your affairs in order, but do not do things that limit or inhibit life. Life is short, and can be so fantastic, exciting, fulfilling and rewarding when you find others that are also really alive, and you all ignore the bullshit and just live a little! Life my friend is for the living!

Dying:

What’s with the lying about dying?
Some promise as much of heaven
as you can afford, and for those less
fortunate maybe room and board.

What’s with the crying about dying?
When you were living
did anyone give you the time of day?
Now that you’re dead
everyone has only good things to say.

I’d rather be living than dying each day
and live like I have something to say.
We all live once, for just a short while,
so let’s stop the lying and crying,
and start living as hard as we can.

Because between now and the end
we really should give living a try.

One response to “Dying, a poem”

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    Marleen Heyns

    very well said

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