Sandi J Holland
Many things can take away
The hope we have on earth.
The losing of a job, a home,
Disease, sickness, worse.
To live a life of poverty.
To stumble into drugs.
To victimize a younger child.
To search and search for love.
But there is not a hopelessness
That equals that of death.
The ending of a human life,
Which leaves us all bereft.
It is the end of everything,
A fear we cannot voice.
The final ending of a life,
And no one has a choice.
We cannot say, 'I choose to stay, '
Or, 'I will keep you here.'
We cannot stop encroaching time.
We cannot stop the fear.
But there is always every chance
To right the wrongs we do.
As long as we are living still
And certain others too.
For through these deeds we counteract
The fear of ending all.
For loving deeds go on to live
Forever, through us all.
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
This poem is part of my chapbook 'Death Fragments: Shard 1' in which I share, through poetry and prose (mine and others) , deep and profound thoughts about dying. Why? Because as I say at the end of my chapbook, ...to accept is to explore, to wonder, to ponder and to integrate. I hope 'Death Fragments' has helped you to start your quest for peace with the inevitable, for it's not if, but when...
I believe that if at all possible, it's good to die knowing that I've helped others in some way, or tried to. I feel that my good deeds will go on to live and replicate, for as long as the world continues to stand.
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