Immortality Poem by James McLain

Once again I have stepped out of
myself
it's nothing more than that
no confusion
as time has has moved on out of
it's self.

Most of all that lives tries to stay
busy
mostly unaware
of the few
that have lived or will live
were aware out side of the eye.

That which is you
your mind or the soul if
lacking remorse
unpaid bills.

The self has moved on it's shadow
lives here
I'm aware there is nothing
to fear.