Love so freely sought yet yearned. <br />Life so seldom had, but learned. <br />Destiny so fragile and so frail. <br />Death so quick, brittle, and pale. <br /> <br />You, Oh men upon this Earth <br />So many times forget, <br />What a soul is truly worth. <br /> <br />To choose a choice that has already been made, <br />To walk on path, whose bricks are laid, <br />To wander in sorrow and suffer still, <br />That is the fate of those that be ill, <br />Or maybe, may your path be bright, <br />Then fortune looks to you with great delight. <br /> <br />Whatever be your path, or way, <br />May something or someone guide you along, <br />Day by day, you’ve seen it all, the same old song. <br />Until into the darkness you start to fall, <br />What will it be like inside of this curse? <br />What will be our thoughts in the hearse? <br />As crowds swarm by and tear drops fall. <br />Where will I be after it all?<br /><br />Peter Vector<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-to-life-3/
