A plant begins to sprout
From a dead tree
So too,
I am sure, I was dead 
Before my birth
Death is not one to fear 
It is not new to me
I know, any day
I would be summoned 
For assignment of new life
By the super soul that be
I can't carry the title
or rubble of the past, 
bitter or better,
For I should cope up
With aliens and allies next.