Oh well! I just passed wind in the chapel of rest
I'm sure the old geezer laying  in the middle of the room would laugh if he weren't quite inconveniently deceased
Its this primeval instinct that separates us from the other animals, this ability to shake hands with fate yet still laugh in its face
A firm side swiping smack of reality is all it takes at times to just get up and get on with it
Yes i am the first to destroy and dissect the happiness that surrounds, but i am also one of the first to discard the misfortune and stride head on into my direction , far from the reaches of turmoil.
Never have i stayed for too long in a situation that undermines the quality of existence , the desire to carry on
There is always the next thing a journey to be had
There always will be another way to enlighten
A smile is never far from a frown
When the hard times press then push back harder
Forge an existence, one that compliments
One that takes away the unnecessary
The body on the slab, it cannot laugh,but I reckon just before the time of departure it broke into a small smile of content conviction
The experience is what takes you on
Its the memories that fill your empty box
When my time comes my smile shall reign, it will define
Time not wasted
For life was tasted