The Only Thing I Fear
My thoughts on an afterlife are never clear
The thought of dying is the only thing I fear
But to the reaper's scythe I too must fall
The journey through life does end for us all
Each day we live each day the end for us more near
And of those who died brave we often read of and hear
But it matters none to them now how they died
Or if their fame has travelled far and wide
Why weep for me I am not worth a tear
But if you respect me respect what I loved dear
To immortal Mother Nature respect show
She is the only God I claim to know
There will be life long after we are gone
And Mother Nature will be living on.
poem by Francis Duggan
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