I am not afraid.
I've seen birth and I've seen death.
Birthing is hard and painful but not to the born
Death is sad and sorrowful but not to the dead
The spaces in between are mine to fill
The emptiness in between is mine to feel
He was born but never lived is the headstone I fear
His birth was nothing more than a painful fart
His life cannot be traced past that pain
He followed the wind and disappeared in the masses
His voice got diluted in the chorus as he sang along
A humble soul, remained seated in blending colours
He lived in wait for his calling, till death came
He died but never lived
Like a terrible idea pushed out into oblivion
He never lived
Birthing pains were wasted on him
A worthless burden to the lady who carried him
A pointless torture to the sad old mother who birthed him
I was born and I will die
I am not afraid of dying
I am afraid of not living
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