Date Time & The Day Poem by Curtis Mosby

Only a sick man should think of death.
I don't want no one to live afraid.
Life always seem to turn the page.
With every age we sacrfice our bodies.
In place we gain wisdom.
Across our minds this subject makes us think.
What if tommorrow never comes.
As a child is being born someone dies.
There smiles and there cries.
It haunts our lives and drive us insane.
I wonder how will it be decease to at time of peace.
Separation from my inner being.
I want nothing more than to know right away.
The date, time & the day