What's Life About At All Poem by Francis Duggan

What's Life About At All



What's life about at all since facts never lie
That we as mere mortals are born to die
Like all other life forms for us a last day
And the clock on our lives ever ticking away
Of extreme human acts of bravery we read of and hear
Yet the fear of death most of us does seem to fear
The Reaper does not respect people for their money and fame
Them and the poor paupers he treats as the same
What's life about something I have pondered on
In the late Autumn of my life my best days long gone
The cemeteries are full of those who thought they were indispensable as some like to say
But only darkness and silence where their remains lay
And yet in their lifetimes they knew of worry and stress
And they craved the recognition that comes from success.

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