Food for Thought-A Meditation Upon Death

When we are told
it is our time to die
do we then grow old?
Is this our moment
to play the role?
And wait for the days
To deconstruct our souls
piece by piece
As we eat
our last soup bowl
while the relatives meet
and softly extol
he look so sweet
before this black hole.

–Richard Bryant

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