Death Poem by andrew hutsell

Death is black
Death is white
Death is also every color between
When light fades to dark death appears
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes" this was once said
It comes in different ways age, murder, suicide, & life
Life? Life?
Yea life as you read this about 120 people die
But 120 people are also born
You don't know it but you're dying
From the minute you first breath, see, cry, walk, & run
You're dying
So what is death, its many things but
Death can best be described as life