Life grows and nourishes,
it’s warm and loving
and promises
a better life,
a better love,
a better death.
Death,
death ends and stops,
it’s cold and revenge
and broken promises
but,
Life is a part of Death,
Death is a part of Life.
When does Life end,
and Death begin?
Life is cruel and short
and will take you to court
where you stand to decide
and lose all you prove.
It judges you,
no empathy,
no sympathy.
Death is freeing
though you’re not breathing,
it dances and prances
like a child on Christmas.
No life can be with death,
no death can be with life,
but somehow
they’re not so different,
not so separated.