What would you do if you learned it would only be a year
Could you do
everything and then sum it all up, if it were so very near
What if right now you knew you had to leave in just 30 days
How much
would you try to experience and what goals would you raise
Would you find something different in the beauty of every
sunrise
Would you
note all the last times like each was good for a prize
Could you possibly place everything in order and be prepared
to unwind
Perhaps you
might simply determine to fight and to somehow survive
Suppose that you were convinced you would be dead by
tomorrow
If the colors
seemed so much brighter, would that be simply from sorrow
Should you rush about trying to do all the things you had
promised
Or maybe spend time dwelling on something
you knew you had missed
Would you consider their memories of you and try to change
their tone
Would you
bother to get rid of those many things you still own
Consider that the plane is falling straight down and
gathering speed
How could you
prepare yourself in that awful panic, terror and need
How much time would you ask for, if it were forced to be
decided
At that
crucial moment, by what principles would you be guided
Would you even bother to watch your beloved TV anymore
Would you
pray for salvation or consider the void as never before
Who would you contact and what might you say
What affairs
would you attend to and which ones would you let lay
What should you do about your children’s future
How might
your spouse do without you to help and to script her
Would you sadly realize that you had wasted so much time
Would you
mainly miss daily actions of the most ordinary kind
Are there those you would tell the things to, that you have
always known
Would you
expire inside or outside, far away, or in your own home
Would you keep on working until they carried you away
Could you
remain quiet or would you tell anyone who would stay
Would you turn to religion and let faith be your true guide
Would you
just end it all early and leave the priests feeling denied
Should your family interrupt their lives as you are expiring
How could
they understand the way your neurons are rewiring
Does it make sense to ease your anguish with pain medication
and religion
Why bother to
keep up with your physical education
In this strange light, what message would you prepare for
your children
Should you
spend money furiously on dreams to try and fulfill them
Would you sleep dark nights through or lie awake counting
every moment
Could you
draw any meaning looking back on the blur and the foment
Should you take some time and write out your own obituary
Does it make
sense to fuss around cooking and keep being handy
What activities could possibly sustain you as you counted down
to the nil
Would you
donate your organs and finally make out your last will
Would you still strive to keep your lawn well-trimmed and
green
What could
you share with your grandson so he would see what you mean
Do you think you could extract some bit of wisdom from where
you have been
If you find
ways to maintain will they conflict with what you have seen
What would you do first and what would you try to be doing
at the end
Would you
swell hotly with anger and then collapse among friends
Would you choose peaceful narcotic fantasies or the blunt
edge of reality
Could helping
others possibly ease the pain of your imminent fatality
Could you consider the fate of everything that you have been
taught
Could you
conceive of a universe completely devoid of your own thought
Would you be able to draw any real satisfaction from your
old recreations
Would it help
those you hurt if, near the end, you had some revelation
What would you choose to be the last thing that you say
Who would you
have stand by you as you finally slip away
What would you do if you had only a few short years left on
this earth
And how would you react if that time
began the instant of your birth
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