Mortality, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

MortalityDeath and the woodcutter, Jean-Francois Millet (1859)


Can you not see that I am unready?
Need opportunity to say good-bye
Have you no pity, hear my anxious plea
Least this collected bundle let me tie

If day of death be our choice to delay
Is it possible to plan for that day
Or would be bargain to extend our stay
Time consumed by seeking another way

There be no guarantee of our lifespan
Knowing that death would come when life began
When taking a voyage do we not plan
Avoiding mishaps the best that we can

It be best to live life without denial
So when you exit there will be a smile

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