Smile
27 May 2013
I know why I’m so much at ease
With all that live in this establishment.
We do agree without discussion
That our stay can only terminate
With death.
I never heard it talked about.
It is accepted, never even mentioned,
But it is locked in our brain
That our aspirations, our hopes
Face death;
I do accept this ultimatum.
I try to smile whenever it arises
In idle thinking, contemplation.
I truly hope that when I breathe my last
I’ll smile.
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