Continued Existence

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,__
what sentient life is
But tell me love is enjoyable
For untold dead dream
and us, the living wish
to know

That goal is not death within
a grave but that flesh and bone
to leave us alone

Ascending towers with enjoyment
and never sorrow
to dust we leave behind legacies

and act, that each to-morrow
__find us farther away
from this dreadful Dream we
call ‘life.’

That continued existence.

:: 09.08.2022 ::