We All Die Poem by Randy McClave

I will not plant a flower because I know that it will die
I will not have another relationship because I hate to say goodbye,
Though the nature of man is love, and with him beauty to surround 
But, for me to anyone or anything never again will I ever be bound.
I once planted myself flowers, but then they all died
I was cheated on by my spouse, so for love I gave up and cried,
On beauty and love no longer will I even hope for or even try
Sooner or later everything I had known or loved; it will die.
I bought artificial flowers which I placed in my house
I gave up on relationships especially wanting another spouse,
Everything that is living about us someday surely dies
In my yard are rotting dead leaves, I wondered what is their prize?
I know that my artificial flowers will outlive me
I know that being alone sets myself lonely, but sadness free,
Someday everything dies and all books will be left unread
Even when I pray to GOD, I know that someday he will want me dead.

Randy L. McClave