LIVING OR..

Living it’s a plain difference from dead
Seen a dead body this afternoon
The people who felt they had
That body in their lives
Have to let it go the
Memories of the life that used that body
Are just as finite as the bodies
Of those who remember him the woman or
Man that enjoyed that mans body
Will only have the thin
Almost holographic recollections
For as long as they live then again
Who knows how long we live
And if life goes on after
These heartbeats stop who
Knows where life went when it left that body
Who knows if it went anywhere
Not you matters of faith
Are matters of faith and faith
Is not knowing what i know is that
When i see a body without life
I feel sort of childish a kid in
A big complicated existence a game
With no rules and no point of
Winning other than for the
Sport of it like the things i
Know and have learned mean nothing
Really a feeling of confusion about
The point a bone chilling
Awareness of my mortality still i wanna
Live live and bring other lives
Into this world to live and die
As well some would say
We are one consciousness divided i would
Say we’ll find out but
We do not know that eh
Life where’s my fuckin lighter