taking lives

death is all around me
the dead, undead
they eat, laugh, procreate
traveling bed to bed
the sun gives dark
the night sheds light
each moment a dilemma
whether stay or take flight
who created this world
this life full of debt
made me sign my death certificate
when i drew in first breath
someday i’ll meet Him
my maker well bred
and ask why He creates life
when all He gifts is death
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