Address to the world (as I see it now)

[shey_shaw]

Don't weep for the dead,
Weep for the living and for the dying.
For when the living see wretched dying,
They can't see themselves.

Frail dying needs no justification!
Its teeth reflect its pangs in broken smiles,
Vague thoughts of nothing.

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In dying I saw myself as a seed.
The imminent sun beckoned for my roots,
And for it I reached.

But the plight of our time kept me away,
Clouds of shit debased
Allowing enough for my stem to grow
But I lacked a core; a cause to whither.

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As I lay watching my faltering chest
It occurred to me, you must cease to breathe
To breathe a new life or embrace nothing

And now I am dead.