Pretending Death

We can ignore reality all we like, pretend the end is never coming ... But it is ...

Pretending Death

Written By Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Copyright © 2012 Marvin Thomas Cox

DBA: Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

All Rights Reserved

How do we not think of death,

as it lurks in the distance near,

pretending no loss of breath,

today, next week, next year?

Always in the future far ahead,

do we place that time to go,

a million years of being dead,

we pretend we just don't know.

Pretending is what we do best,

hiding ourselves from the truth,

living lives we hope are blessed,

for there is no fountain of youth.

Tomorrow is today, a day away,

our hope of prolonging the end,

over our death we hold no sway,

'cause death just doesn't pretend.

(Written February 12^th, 2012)

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Keep death in sight. Keep the reality of it. It is not the end though; it is a passageway to another world.
Imam Ali said: " Live for this world feeling you live forever, live for the life after feeling you die tomorrow. "
You write Marvelously or Marvingly.

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham]

Well, I have a different viewpoint on that, but I do thank you kindly ...

[Sami Khalil]

Ok. You are welcome sir Marvin.

[Alla Antsis]

Illusions in life...Illusions in death....Illusions in eternity.....Illusions...
Well written, Marvin!

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham]

Thank you Alla ...!

[FGFRANKLIN]

"Let the dead go bury their own dead." Jesus Christ in Luke 9:60 "Man's purpose is to live, not merely to exist." Jack London
I suppose I model my own idea of material existence on those two quotations. Life's too short not to enjoy every blessing it has to offer; every sunset, every mountain view, every glorious, beautiful, productive and worthwhile experience our minds can conceive. Art in its many forms is a mere expression of man's slippery grasp on his desire for immortality. It was what Shelley meant with his Ozymandias. It's in the draped melting clocks of Dali. It's the heart of Philippe de Champaigne's "Vanity". Maybe we need to think about what we're doing and focus on that every moment of life rather than our demise. It's certainly a waste of time to either deny or protest the inevitable. But maybe we can make the most of what we have, even if it is temporary. I enjoyed the read. F.

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham]

Thanks ...