Grave Speaks
It's scary over there— There’s pain, trouble, and fear. Out there, There’s war and terror Over here, It doesn't feel safe to stay. So I thought. Then I went to the graveside. It’s calm out here. The pain, the trouble, the fear— They all end here. The war and the noise cease The moment you drop dead. It feels like peace. But is it better? Came a reply to my thought. Whatever dream you had Ends the moment you come here. Whatever hope, Whatever aspiration— All of it dies The moment you do. The cold wind brushed my skin As I stood there, Pondering. Have you truly thought What it’s like here? Do people leave the world above Happy to arrive? Are they fulfilled? Or do they come With dre...