“There is life and there is death
and the difference between either
is one single breath”,
croons the singer
A cold revelation gnaws
at my heart
with leaden claws
ripping my perceptions apart
Crossing the line dividing
It would not hit home
till I was beyond the living
into the realm of the dead, gone
Never to come back
Into realms unknown
Into the black
worlds of spirits beyond
Perhaps I will seek refuge
in the belief I will be reborn
Perhaps I will refuse
to believe I will not return
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem