This is a poem about the differences of Life and death, I hope you like it.
What's the difference of life and death,
Is it finishing a dream or taking a breath?
It it pushing your body to its highest limit,
Or rotting away wasting every minut?
One's life is precious and near forsaken,
One's life is their own and never to be taken.
So why do we say life is too quick,
For a life is a lifetime each day only we pick.
And to accomplish life's last goal we need not to try,
Because the only final one is eventually to die.
So don't live in doubt 'cause no tears come to my eye,
For These Are The Differences Of To Live And To die. . .