How To Die

Just a thought

In a peculiar sort of way
I must come out and say
That the easiest part of life is dying

It doesn't take much effort
You need neither be rude nor clever
It happens naturally without trying

A river that never ceases
A puzzle never void of pieces
Yet still we spend days in fear and hiding

I dare not say embrace it
But everyday we face it
Check the outside world if you believe me lying

So can we learn to die
If our fear's in short supply?
I feel the task would leave you mad and crying

So keep your chin up high
And those eyelids open wide
'Cause you never know where death may be hiding

Reviews

[Jessica Lynn Polley]

I love love love the rhyme scheme in this poem...and it it has a great flow...but most of all I love the message that you should always be weary of death but you should never let that fear stop you from living. I think your poem is very clear cut on what you are trying to say and I appreciate that about it. So many people like to twist in metaphors and hidden meanings which is great but some things should be said right out loud and this is one of them. Great Write!

[Mr. Bird]

Thanks i'm glad you see it...i do enjoy symbolism but this one i wanted to make sure it was clear. Thanks for reading!

[pastors03]

Loved this poem Mr. Bird; how directly accurate intriguing. keep up the good work...God bless...pastors03

[Mr. Bird]

Thanks for reading man, i appreciate it a lot