Death - Poem by AHO Speaks
Death is but another moment in the moments of our life
Shed of those human emotions that caused us earthly strife.
It has just as much meaning as that called birth
One brought us in, while the other; to remove from this earth.
Why should we know any more about going than how we came
Most of us would use the knowledge to place any blame.
Would we like to think it is peaceful and no more
Or something filled with fire if we open the door..
Rather a place to refresh before going on our way
Along the road back to the beginning of love; I say
11-26-05 Aho Speaks
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