To death than you are now,
Fearing it's fearing a part of yourself,
Of all things, this I vow,
So focus on that for a little while,
Does it inform your life?
One moment you're here and the next you're not,
Might give you a new outlook on your strife,
But, you say, such observations are trite,
Life, you must still endure,
The pain, struggle, deceit and oppression,
Of all things, this is sure,
It will not end,
Until the day it does,
It doesn't have to be as bad as that,
Just live, let live and beware of the fuzz.