Everyone knows what it's like to be dead
'cause everyone knows what's in like when in bed,
when not even dreams come between you and rest,
when each conscious thought is an unwelcome guest.
We've opened our eyes after countless eons
thanks to the stars that fill skies by the billions
and also our forebears who have sown their seeds
and passed on to us all the fruits of their deeds.
Our time may be short, the day may be fleeting
- it need not be forever to have meaning.
And going to sleep isn't something to dread
for everyone knows what it's like to be dead.
Reflecting on the brevity of life and the frivolousness of nature.
Apparently, we have spent and will continue to spend billions of years
being dead.
*Also posted in my DeviantArt account.
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