Dying...
A Poem by Dr.Who.LOVER
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Death.....some say it is the end of our lives. Others say It is a new beginning. Some are afraid of the thought of death. Others are fascinated by the concept. But whatever the feelings towards death it will happen to all of us. Each hour, each minute, each second that passes by, someone is dying. Possibly in their sleep, possibly by a weapon. But whatever the cause, they are dying.
Death is something that should not be feared. It is something that should be embraced with open arms. Everyday we face a new challenge against death. For he decides whether it is our time. Whether we live or die is his choice. Our lives rests in the hands of our creator.
Some may know when it is their time. Others may be taken by surprise. However no one knows exactly what is waiting on the other side. Because no one comes back after they leave. And although many wish to know, all we can do is wait. Wait till it is our time. So then, and only then will you see what it is like to die....
© 2010 Dr.Who.LOVER
Author's Note
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ignore spelling and grammer. No rude comments!
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i love the part when it says, "whether we live or die is HIS choice.Our lives rests in the hands of our creator."
Awesome job!
Posted 14 Years Ago
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Added on May 23, 2010
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