On Death

I think I wouldn’t mind so much
if tomorrow I were to die
but I suppose I would rather mind,
if my death caused you to cry.

This morbid indifference I maintain
is disturbing, and yet I find
those who happen to love me
are reason enough to mind.

So the next time Death peeks
around the corner at me
I’ll say he can have me any time,
but first he must take thee.

Perspectives

There is no God

How can you expect me to accept that

I see signs all around me

Everything is meaningless

That is why you will never hear me say

I have a purpose

 

I have a purpose

That is why you will never hear me say

Everything is meaningless

I see signs all around me

how can you expect me to accept that

there is no God