Guessing Game

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Death is but life and life is death, I wonder,

Where does the spirit go when it’s released?

Many beliefs have a different thought,

The body is just breathing that has ceased.

We wonder how many years we have left,

We live them like there is no tomorrow,

We dance in sunshine and run from thunder,

Death is but life and life is death, I wonder.

So many religions do not agree,

The true path to God is forever sought,

I choose to chase spirituality,

Many beliefs have a different thought.

We all have struggles way down deep inside,

With cracks and holes and roads that have now creased,

Believer, atheist, agnostic, all,

The body is breathing that has ceased.

All you’ve done is done, no reason to try,

Is this your blown up personality?

Did you once beg to help humanity?

There is much more as far as I can see,

Death is but life