Shaun William Hayes

Rookie - 18 Points (May 30th / The edge of the New Forest, UK)

Death Is What Happens To Not Me - Poem by Shaun William Hayes

There is no first-hand experience of death;

There is living
And if continuation
Then there is living

Or

There is living and then not living

Which living I cannot know
Dead I cannot know
So death is what happens to not me

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, June 30, 2014


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