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Death

Death will take us all someday.
No matter how much we
scream, kick, or pray.

So why waste this
precious time
worrying about
when or why.

We were all born,
and we shall all die.

It’s not how
or when death
arrives at the door.

But what we do with life
between the beginning
and the end and nothing
more.

Some will live to be a hundred,
and that will be their quantum
accomplishment.

Others may die young,
but lived a life time
of achievements.

We miss them all,
young or old.

Forget them not,
for true memories
live until the last
bell tolls.


Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2002







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