What is dead may never die,
Really, it may never really die
But your judges and pronunciation
Of death over it, make it dead.
What is dead, may still be alive!
What is dead may never die,
But humans... We are too
Quick in giving up on things,
Hereby causing the death
Of what may be chanced to live again.
What is dead may never die,
It may just be un-alive for a moment,
And for a reason, maybe to survive,
But in the sight of humans, at the
Moment it is un-alive, it is dead forever.
What is dead may never die,
Maybe it's a pause or break
And not really a full stop,
But you have brought the live to a full stop
With your wicked judgement of death.
What is dead may never die,
It may just be a little journey,
To another land for a particular purpose,
Or a moment to re-live for survival,
What is dead may never die.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today; doctor's order.
