Dying Poem by Rachel Brewer

Dying



Dying is life.
Being alive is the preparation for death.
It’s stupid.
We spend all our lives preparing for something that destroys us.
Doesn’t it seem wrong?
We go through all the pain and fear.
To end up in the ground.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sabrina Jubahar 16 March 2009

i like the depth in the meaning of this piece. so honest and true. keep writing!

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