Mortality in Question

When kids learn about death, they then ask a new question

And grownups give them an answer just to keep them from guessing

Because pressing the issue's something kids do best

They haven't figured out that life's about teaching to the test

Lest they worry like us, we say there's life after death

As we call it 'afterlife', it puts a chill in our breath

Still, don't expect the sad ones to accept your answer

It's simplicity grows in them like a burgeoning cancer

After life there comes death

& after death, we're all dead

But in between we like to keep our curiosities fed

Find our answers in books

Yeah, you know we're well read

While the here & know's absorbed by all the holes in your head

I was looking for clues, thinking back to the beginning

Back before my becoming, my original sinning

Coming close to the outcome, then further once again

Back to my negative years- I was an integer then

I recalled something odd about my preborn days

I just didn't exist- it was a necessary phase

Amazed at the fact, at least you'd think I was

But it went unexamined like my Twitter account does

A whole generation takes their questions to the net

& argue about answers 'til they die or forget

Now my poetry's a part of that, if you happen to read it

I turn the feedback option off because I don't really need it

Or tell me what you think- It won't change our destinies

Unless you're God & if you're God, all I want is rest in peace

The least of these have their answer in every morsel that is thrown

Every breath they get or have to breathe is enough to be known

After life there comes death

& after death, we're all dead meat

But in between we like to keep our curiosities discreet

Find our answers in each other

Yeah, you know we'll make end's meet

While the here & know's absorbed by every day you complete