What a fool of me
thinking that
death is the end,
an eternal rest
where gates
forever closed,
bones turn to dust.
But, even though
your ashes scattered
to atomic particles
and the world you knew
vanished, plainly
exists no more,
life will still go on
back to basics,
and you’ll begin afresh
with no knowledge
of your old-self
yet in different form
like you’d
never existed before.
Jobiranyc 10-31-19
Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 2:10 PM UTC
What a fool of me
thinking that
death is the end,
an eternal rest
where gates
forever closed,
bones turn to dust.
But, even though
your ashes scattered
to atomic particles
and the world you knew
vanished, plainly
exists no more,
life will still go on
back to basics,
and you’ll begin afresh
with no knowledge
of your old-self
yet in different form
like you’d
never existed before.
Jobiranyc 10-31-19
