Why fear death?
With my last breath,
I will be gone forever.
Before my birth,
my only appearance on Earth,
I did not exist, no never!
And so when I die,
there'll be nowhere to fly,
no me left to go,
this I do know,
and I can live with this thought,
as my life it has taught,
that all of life ends,
even for family and friends,
and this includes me
and it allows me to be free,
because I'm not scared of dying,
and to myself I'm not lying,
so there's no sense in me,
pretending that I see,
what just is not there,
for which I don't care,
no, I shall just live,
love and forgive,
In a life which is good,
as all of us should,
and I'll never concede,
that I need some creed,
to tell me which way,
to live every day,
how I should think,
what I may drink,
what I can eat,
this or that kind of meat.
No, my life choice is mine,
and I live it just fine.
I don't need to believe,
that after death I'll receive,
access to the Land of Never Never,
now isn't that cleverer than clever?
That there can be,
where no man can see,
a place of such infinite glory,
where the 'good' continue their story,
in some parallel universe,
unaffected by time's curse,
somewhere that we,
can live for infinity,
but only if we truly believe,
in a permanently invisible divinity!
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I absolutely concur with you on this one. I have no time for religion that preaches abstinence in this life in the hope of plenty in the next. Especially when the religion asks you to give to the church what you do not use for yourself. No wonder the vatican is so rich. And why do religions pay no tax?