Dying To Be Free Poem by William Waterway

Dying To Be Free

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My first thought when I died was,
“What a relief to be free of that body! ”

It felt as though I was released from inside a prison
Suddenly, I no longer had to think or worry about:
Feeding the body
Clothing the body
Washing the body
Making money to support the body
Finding shelter for the body
Buying clothes and shoes for the body
Transporting the body
Manicuring the body
Having fun with the body
Making love with the body
Giving comfort to the body
Healing the body
Having doctors fix the body
Buying insurance for the body
Preparing for old age of body
Looking at a mirror reflection of the body
Exercising the body
Weighing the body
Trying to make the body look younger than it actually is
Worrying about what others may think of my body
And, finally, making plans for the body when it dies

So, as before the beginning and at the end
“What a relief to be free of that body! ”

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