Life and Death

It’s in every wilting blade of grass,
In fainting stars up the heavens above,
In shallow streams about to run dry,
Caught in the middle of death and life.
In a rainbow that’s disappearing,
Leaving from the vision of a child,
In hearts sunken by feelings,
Of distrust, hatred, and lies.
It’s in between varying shades of foliage,
A mind confused how to survive,
For the choice whether to live or die,
Is in every man alive.
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