A life lived, a race ran.
Some with hope, some hopeless.
To be born, a man is.
Death too is still inevitable to mankind.
Heroes and heroines in the grave.
Old and young alike.
Rich and poor too.
Royalty and commoners alike.
This sting horrible isn’t a respecter of persons.
Dreams not lived carried to the grave.
Love not shared yearning to jump out.
Truth is death is just a beginning of a lifetime.
A lifetime without end.
Of eternal happiness or unending damnation.
The wisest thing mankind can do is
wisely choose their eternal abode.
Choose when they still breath.
In all the grave yards, a voices cry.
Wishing wishes that can never unravel.
Voices in the graves, crying for unlived
passions, dreams.
Live your life to the full brim.
Life is like a flower, here today and gone tomorrow.
Don’t be another voice, a voice crying in the grave.
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Regis
Yes, the if grave could talk many "could of's" would come out!
Love & Blessings,
John Michael
To walk out of this life
and wonder why you didn't
try is a sad death of
potential unfulfilled.
To be afraid to try and
the fear of failure holds
many back from living.
What the heck - one must just say - what the heck, and go for it.
your life in a way that you find meaningful...doing
what you love most...
Philosopher Daniel Dennett in his book "Intuition
and other tools for thinking"...suggests that secret
to happiness is to..."find something more important
than you are and dedicate your life to it"...
budd
The ground does not accept them. Amen. Nicely said.
Ron
I just love these two lines following,
"Dreams not lived carried to the grave
Love not shared yearning to jump out."
It's just nice Job, Mary!
Sandie