Death Is Just The Beginning Poem by Mark Wassenaar

Death is the beginning
So why live in fear
You keep on living
But you know it's always near

You want it your way
But you already know
What they will all say
What you reap you must sow

So now I write of sorrow
Of which I cannot bare
You must wait till morrow
But will not see me heir

Now we come close
To our tragic end
You will soon see ghosts
Who they alone will mend

So what is the meaning?
When I do say
Death is just the beginning
We all must die some way