Smirk When It Ends Poem by Leylek D. Sovura

Thinking about what makes us work,
meat, water, love or hate,
i feel like i am part of a cirque,
under water we suffocate.

Life begins with love,
love ends with life,
life ends with death,
death supports life,
as much as a breath
supports ones body.

Water is life, but also death,
air is life, but also death,
sun is life, but also death,
why are we afraid to die then?
Just let the living dance,
and the dead sleep!

There is no righteous death,
nor a good one,
death is death,
life is life.
Just smirk when it ends
to enjoy it one last time.