Posted by: John | November 29, 2013

Death Musings

There is no good,
there is no bad.
There is no better,
there is no worse.
It’s all the same
til our ride in the hearse.


Just another talking head
telling me what I just read.
I wish now I’d stayed in bed.
Don’t they know I can’t be led?
Their opinions I won’t be fed.
I’d be nothing but dead.

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