Live
Live
Forever, it seems, you fought this war ,
Crying until your eyes were sore .
Always told you had good health ,
Even still, you asked yourself..
Why struggle to defy ,
That subtle urge to break free and die?
You had to be quick and use adept precision ,
For dying was to be your last decision .
But as you took one final breath..
You realized that there's more than death .
Living brings a heartfelt chance ,
While dying stops a healing glance ..
- A.N
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world