Every time all we do is wonder,
Why do death even gets into our life.
But think of this and do a quick ponder..
..about giving away and the life afterlife
But death isn't as horrible as it looks

Have I but a very serious disease,
And nobody have yet found my cure
Which possibly makes tomorrow I be deceased
But my death is not what I lived for
And "Live like you're dying" I read from a book

Parents, teachers, friends and relatives
All circle up my bed and give looks of sympathy
But I needed their faces in a smiling positive
Not their pity and little empathy

And with happy faces I see them
It will feel like home
And dying for me will be an ecstasy
For even at my last breathes I made them happy

So please smile for me and everybody
For every death there will be a newborn baby.

                                                     | p . p |