Life is when we resist and fight; Whereas death needs nothing of such

Words are spelt

When we are helplessly helpless to express….

And whatever real and deep-in-felft

Are inexpressible.

Nothing is guaranteed

But death…. is a fact.

And, basically, life is the cost

That we all pay

To buy the death,

Unwanted, but unavoidable.

Life is when we resist and fight;

Whereas death needs nothing of such

And comes in

When we cease to resist and fight.

It is with the thread of death,

The life is weaved into posterity.

Expressing

The most inexpressible