New World View Poem by Jared Long

New World View



From the moment you take your last breath,
you have just experienced death.
It could be from natural causes,
or even a powerful drug called meth.
This is very serious,
but if no one knows how, then its mysterious.

It's time for you to be put in the ground,
under what is called a burial mound,
as this happens, people surround you,
making them work through,
to see a new world view,
that you are gone,
and that you'll never respawn.

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