Black ant on my bathroom sink <br />Its light no longer blinks. <br />Squirrel flattened victim of the tread <br />It’s light has since long fled. <br /> <br />Were they meant to Die? <br /> <br />Titmouse in the claws of the owl <br />Its life-light victim of the fowl <br /> <br />Worker bees in a hive <br />She a victim may be. <br />She a martyr might be <br />For the queen of the hive. <br /> <br />Were they meant to die? <br /> <br />The meat-eating plant <br />What deceit it hides. <br />What is your complaint? <br />Your were meant to die. <br /> <br />Come and visit awhile. <br />We will be pals <br />At least for awhile <br />As long as I smile. <br /> <br />Are we meant to die? <br />Conditioned by faith? <br />Must we live with fate? <br />Somehow we decide. <br /> <br />It’s really what we see <br />In the tunnel of sight <br />Or maybe what we believe. <br />With light comes sight. <br />With sight come light. <br /> <br />We were meant to die. <br /> <br />When life means death <br />After the last breath <br />And death means life <br />In the tunnel of light. <br /> <br />We live from within/not from without, <br />Not orbit bound/to zoom around and around. <br /> <br />Life is but a trace <br />Of successes and mistakes <br />To which we give a face <br />Or perhaps a name, <br />But it’s still the same. <br /> <br />In the beginning <br />................There was darkness <br />................................- then light. <br />In the beginning <br />................was the Word <br />................................- then life. <br />Where we meant to live <br />.................- then die <br />................................- and live? <br /> <br /> - August 23,2006<br /><br />Ben Gieske<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/born-to-die/
