Living/Dying Poem by Michael Saurer

Breathing
Without thinking
Crying
Without feeling
Loving
Without caring
Fighting
Without knowing

We do so every day
A part of our living
Never think about dying
As if it wasn’t part of our stay

Then your best friend dies
No matter if man or beast
In a muddy grave he lies
And things change at least

Breathing
Thinking about why
Crying
Feeling life can die
Loving
Caring about a lie
Fighting
Knowing about the sky

Walking
As in trance
Sensing
The last chance

I could cry for love
I could pray to Jove
But it seems not important
Not anymore
Because up he’ll never stand
Forever no more