Count Down The Numbers. Poem by Meron Hailom

No matter what
you begin to count,
from one;
and, in life..
It's not always light,
If not,
how could we know,
there is Day; so is night.
When you get the knowledge,
of the exchange,
you count and say two,
You see......
It's a long run
from two to one,
when there are numbers waiting in line;
imagine how long it would take,
without shortcuts, with no fake,
getting to no.3,
In life's journey.
Why r you counting down with me,
while numbers are free,
............Infinity!
Don't try to count infinity silly,
picture it graphically.
You see to the right,
or, through the left,
you get the arrow,
that breaks your heart,
The famous arrows tell you for fact,
cutting you into two equal pieces,
that you will never know,
the end point!
Count down,
but calm down,
before the end,
you will be gone.