Poetry
Do you not see?
Do you not see?
Do you not hear?
The world and its turning
Year after year?
Do you not remember?
Do you not recall?
That the spirit within us
Can answer the call?
Are you not ready?
Are you not prepared?
For when death comes
Your life won't be spared.
No one can die your death for you
Not friends, nor family, nor foe.
So when the time comes to loosen your grip,
Just remember to really, really, let go.
© Sophie Brown March 2007