You can’t cash it in

You can’t cash it in

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Death -
the final frontier
where no one living
has ventured beyond
and came back.
It’s the transformation
of life
into matter
we all know
that’s good
for the garden.
From beginning to end
life and death
has never come free.




© 2023 andrew mitchell


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Added on November 1, 2023
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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