It is not our time

Sometimes I find myself wondering

Will it hurt?

Will it be cold?

Will you know that you’re dying?

Or will it just be a dream,

Perhaps nightmare is more fitting.

I am only young.

I should not be preoccupied with

               Thoughts such as these

If there is any justice you will have years.

So much time to wonder and suppose

But then again there is little justice

Instead we have

               corruption

               hatred

               cruelty

I find myself considering death as a relief

Rather than a

               punishment.

But do not be too hasty

We are not looking for relief nor punishment

We have unfinished business on Earth

So whichever force decides

Who lives or who dies

Listen when I say

It is not our time,

It is not our time.

Reviews

[Light]

it's not our time for the sweet release of death! it is hard to imagine what death will be like. as beings who only experience consciousness, how can we imagine life continuing without our consciousness! it's crazy! great write!

-light-

[mir]

Very well expressed and you wrap it up with a positive outlook, since we are not the ones to decide if it is our time, yet, or not; even though, probably everyone gets to a point in their lives of dwelling on this subject. I like this.

[Bubo]

Death is a final option..............and who does not ponder on it.........wonder, and yes we all get pushed to that edge.Fabulous write, that many think but do not voice, well done.