Every day I feel death is smiling. Mocking humanity because it is more ‘productive’ than any of us. Every day I feel death looks at humanity like a flower quickly fading.
With all the great men it took away, the pride in his eyes the blind see.
How R.I.P has become more of a word than an abbreviation.
Saying “RIP I will miss you” like we are so sure for a long time we’ll be in this generation.
We cry for others but not for ourselves. When those we buried will never cry for us.
Are we afraid we may get on the same bus? Or is humanity finally generous? To be sorry for one that just found peace?
Or we see him say I am coming for you next in his hiss?
He seems distant at times until we see him on the news bragging of how he swallowed hundreds.
He must be really contaminated because he swallows any kind.
Maybe death lives in our hearts? How when the commander said “fire”, death fed on thousands.
You will see me on the balcony of the earth weeping. Yes! I just cried for the thousands.
I am like an ant on an Indian street. Yes.
The old man says “son have no pride for even the proud sleep in a soiled duvet today”.
Is death ashamed when one’s not afraid of him? Or is he impressed with the depressed man that called on him? All we know is he still took him away. They say he who never talks about death is a coward, but death kissed both the coward and the supposedly hero anyway.
For what separates a killer by sword and a killer by word?
For we die and kill every day
What if you were told you were to die a day after your birthday? Imagine the emotion that would foster?
Think of the cancer patient living on the words of his doctor. “Get your affairs in order. You have approximately 3 to 6 months before your heart lays still”. How did Steve Jobs feel?
I think we should make peace with death, because it is just a reminder that we have one lifetime. A lifetime to pursue the most important goals, live the cherished moments with our loved ones, smile and laugh hard, make peace not war, create and not hate, clothe and not loathe so that when time comes to shake hands with death, it was money well spent
Never forget that whenever you walk through the shades of death, He who death fears watches over you. Just watch everything you do.