My best years of life in the past and long gone
But 'tis the fear of death makes us want to live on
Old age is a punishment as some do say
But for each one of us there's a last night and day
To the betterment of society I don't have much to give
But 'tis the fear of death that makes me want to live
Though for the good a blissful life after bodily death we so often do hear
But the fear of the unknown is not an unfounded fear
I want to live on for as long as I can
For to die in my sleep as a very old man
To nod off to forever without any pain
And to never be seen or remembered again
Of a blissful life after death for the good we do hear
But the fear of the unknown is what I do fear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem