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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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  • rhondasail
    February 28, 2008

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    hahahahahaha...I like this one...Made me laugh out loud...a very long laugh...Death to self...to ego...hard to do...but worth the struggle...Kinda-Sorta-wise here, poet...Peace, Rhonda


  • Pollycheck
    February 28, 2008

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    Thank you for entering my why contest. This is an interesting take on the prompt and a very well written poem.


  • Amera gold member
    February 28, 2008

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    Don't ask me either, I just comment on them. Actually I don't fight death, when he comes, he comes.

    Love,
    Amera♥


    • PerVirtuous
      February 28, 2008
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      Every moment alive is a fight with death... it can be no other way


  • StarEyes
    February 28, 2008

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    Why...indeed! this is great! You did a fantastic job on this one!! If you ever find the answer, let me know would you?

    Best of luck in this contest!

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