With death? The devastation
It causes and the disbelief lingering
In people’s hearts. Exist for one
Day and be gone in another, just
Like the flowers when they wither.
Every day is a battle with death.
Every new day is a proof that we
Win another day, another 24 hours
From death which looms over us,
Trying to take us to another world
We hear so much about, but never
Get to visit, unless our heart, lung,
And nerve functions stop altogether.
