Shelf Life
On this earth, but a wink or two,
Before we're called to answer
For the tawdry life that we have lived
While rising above the tangles
It's not the end that frightens us so,
It's the fear of the great uncertainty
Of not knowing how long our next
Life will last or if it'll be for eternity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With the muse of the tangles! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
You are welcome. Thank you for reading my work. Yours, RRR