Born Anew Poem by TR Jones

What do you think of death
Your lungs take a final breath
Your eyes stare off into space
Never to fall upon another face
Are you ready for the end
Will you greet it like a friend
Will you bring it to your side
Long sick of life's ride
Place yourself in its arms
So your life it can farm
Carry you off into the blackness
This life to disembark

I've long wanted to break these chains
Now they fall down like it rains
I raise myself up from this grave
Now I must be brave
Because a new life I have begun
Even though I still can be stung
By the pains of my past
So watch me as I move fast
I am born again anew
As I step out across the fresh dew