Life, and Times of Death

As I watch days
go by and
Seasons change &
people age
I feel the shock of
awareness make
me cold
It’s almost as if
I view life
with death
Whispering in my ears
And it says:

do this before

I arrive

do this before

I take them

do this before

the end of the line

do this before

I make them

Such a heavy thought
to always be thinking.
Such a maddened muse
to keep on abusing.

The calendar will be replaced again, shortly.

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