Why?
Must we live marginally
only to struggle and die?
Bear the dissappointment
of our own bitter personal
and humanity's heinous collective
failures?
In this arduous constant fight
we are destined to lose
in tedious mortal combat
against death itself?
In the ultimate act
of insane defiance
I embrace death
and ask him, why?
"It's not about you."
Peace





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