When it comes down, pileing its <br />Woes, stretching its problems, reaching <br />To drag you away, what will you need? <br />Remember it’s out <br />To get you <br />‘Cause you’re the threat, ‘cause <br /> <br />You’re the swing vote, ‘cause <br />it knows It <br />(The life it can’t let you <br />Find) . Question it that reaches; <br />Question which you should find out. <br />What will you need? <br /> <br />What have you needed? <br />The need was (and is) in the cause <br />Of the three-and-out <br />Mentality it <br />Engrained: “Reach <br />For what you <br /> <br />Want, what you <br />Feel you need. <br />Reach <br />Out for me, ‘cause <br />I’m fun, not like It, <br />The hard way out…” <br /> <br />The easy way out <br />Is Death’s way out. You <br />Have to see It. <br />You see the need? <br />You see the cause? <br />You know to reach. <br /> <br />Reach <br />Out <br />‘Cause <br />You <br />Need <br />It <br /> <br />And It reaches for you too. <br />It wants you out of death’s needs <br />‘Cause that’s all it brings: death<br /><br />Andrew Phillips<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-s-and-death-s-sestina/
