What makes us write things like this...?

From birth we are dying,

Of this you know I’m not lying,

If asked how someone close did die,

Don’t ask stupid questions, just say good-bye…

 

Politically correct may be passing on,

Biting the bullet, kicking off, a multitude of others,

But it be terminal life if I had my druthers,

Either way it be a conclusion most subtly foregone…

 

Why did I write this little bit of personal philosophy,

Is the guess of anyone that does partake of its words,

May haps I wrote it to remove from my head some debris,

I don’t know, let me post it, then go and take a much deserved pee,

Then maybe later we will know, then maybe then we will of me see…

© ed ~ 8/29/07