Two sides of the coin There could never be any life without death And if there were no deaths there would be no life This is only the cycle of life and death Some must die for others to take their place in life Then others will come to continue their work I believe that once we accept death as a part of life It does not seem anymore such a tragedy but the normal Sure we all miss our deceased ones so much when they leave this life But there comes a time when the suffering is so great that it is only natural If we show our appreciation and love to those significant ones while alive There is nothing left to say but goodbye at all So remember that you cannot have one side of the coin without the other And forever cherish the good memories and continue touching the lives of all Changing lives for the better so their legacy shall never fall And keep yourself busy doing some kind good work and standing tall For it is when you just sit there and ponder on it the harder you fall.
Kick stand up at eight, two lane west to set me free Throttle through the gears, now it’s just Ester and me Relax down into the machine, the breeze blowing across my face Worry and troubles disappear, my mind is
In a way I’m jealous of the blind man and he’s jealous of me, for the world he will more than likely never see. The beautiful mountains and the palm trees, the beautiful blue wide open seas. The bright blue
Mid this commemoration, Of annihilation Of inclinations And pursuits, My soul revels In these fervent goodbyes. The stiff and the spiritless, Scream my name. They exult and glorify This celebration. Agony, Candid in it’s certainty, Leaves always, To re appear
They minded their conversation, The ants that came marching in. Extra sugar. A little less cream. The foam from their latte circled their mouths, Disfigured steam still rising from their small cups. A light comfort found after a hard day’s