Death
Dancing on the brink of death
like there's no end.
Yet, each moment could be the last.
Within a breath, a life has past.
The reality of the end of my life
is at the edge of what I can perceive.
Death is staring back at me.
So, I want to accept
That all I love and hold dear
Someday will disappear.
That time will turn riches to dust.
And that wisdom and love
Are the only wealth to trust.
I want to accept
The finality of death.
To be reminded to live,
And measure each day
Not by what I get, but what I give
I want to accept
That there is an end
and it's in sight.
So, I will try, to find in every breath
life in death.
Writer/s: MICHAELANTHONY ALTON MITCHELL
