Death Poem by Josehf Murchison

There is only one guarantee in life, death.
From the first breath we take,
to the last breath we expel.
We walk with the angel of death.
Death is beside us when we sleep.
Death wakes with us each morning.
If we should falter as we walk through life,
death is there to catch us when we fall.
Freeing us from the burdens, pain and suffering,
brought on by the prisons we create for ourselves.

Each person we touch we influence.
Each person we influence we become a part of.
When we touch another with words that we write,
we influence them.
Should what we write survive our demise,
our ability to influence others survives.
For all intent and purposes,
a part of us lives forever in those we touch.
We remain a part of the circle of life.

By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison