Live

Live

 

Forever, it seems, you fought this war ,

Crying until your eyes were sore .

Always told you had good health ,

Even still, you asked yourself..

Why struggle to defy ,

That subtle urge to break free and die?

 

You had to be quick and use adept precision ,

For dying was to be your last decision .

 

But as you took one final breath..

You realized that there's more than death .

Living brings a heartfelt chance ,

While dying stops a healing glance ..

 

- A.N
 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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