When you're living next door
to death
You'd better watch your back
You'd better stay on your toes
When you'r living
next door to death
you can smell the snot
as it runs out of your nose
When you're living
next door to death
Tomorrow you could be dead
but no tears
do you shed
Because you are reminded
that you are mortal
and just like others
before you could be no more
Because death is
living next door!
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Very realistic approach of understanding of life and death. Thank you for sharing the poem.10++++