questions

I'm waiting to live.

You're waiting to die.

Is this it ? Is life one big lie ?

An old man's dream, where he nurtured his olive ?

I knock at your door

But you only knock back.

Is death just the enterence in the rack ?

"Nevermore", it said before.

The Void is terrifying

But the light is too bright :

Was there truly a man not afraid of dying,

resisting fear with all his might ?

The answers we can't get,

that's what sets the soul alight.

Your presence I shall never forget.

Bless me father, all shall be allright...

A. S. Kaškanov