Time Of Dying Poem by Thomas Taylor

Time Of Dying

Rating: 5.0


Your dying!
I'm dying!
We're all dying!
You, me, the people on tv.
Every second we're dying slowly.
Which begs the question...
Why?
Why do we do it?
Do anything?
Work?
Learn?
Try?
When we all know that one day...
None of this will matter.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adam Shirogane 30 August 2009

This one is wonderful. Like said by Sara, its something everyone can relate to.

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Sara Tehrani 26 August 2009

Hit me right in the face! ! ! ! Its good points made here, such a strong subject that everyone obviously can relate to, something asked many times, the questions you hear asked by people everyday, but the way that you have made it quick, churpy, sharp, and blunt, makes it a very original piece :)

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Dani Moore 26 August 2009

we do it cause its life but all do know one we will all die great job

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