Certain Death

Humans stress over the littlest of things.

The certainty of death a bitter pill,

then enjoy life while you have it still.

Try to forget about belongings.

It never mattered anyway.

These objects have little meaning,

when you are dead they become demeaning.

You will leave and they will stay.

Give up you pride and allow yourself to fall.

For you cannot hide

death shall always appear inside.

No matter how hard you stall.

He waits inside your soul.

And watches you grow through time,

and when the deed is done it shall not be a crime.

For he had not stole.

Death is that of which gave you life.

If we did not live then we would not die,

though it seems like you should cry.

Please leave without any strife.

Life always comes to an end.

The certainty of death is a bitter pill,

even then and even still.

Please leave gracefully my friend.