Francis Duggan


Like Many The Very Thought Of Death - Poem by Francis Duggan

Like many the very thought of death I fear
Yet for me with each ticks of the clock that moment draws near
The moment when the last life sustaining breath of air I will draw
To be born to die that is Nature's law
Is this what life's about to be born to die
Though religious people are convinced the life herafter is not based on a lie
They belive that in God's Paradise they will live in eternal happiness
If on Earth by their devotion the supreme one they impress
And what hope for me a sort of infidel
Who does not believe in a heaven or a hell
Most religious people would only foresee
A hereafter of unhappiness for one such as me
But like the words in the song whatever will be will be
And hell cannot be much worse than Earthly poverty.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 10, 2010



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