Mental Nomia

And I do no know why young poets of PH love to speak of death do they want to live bereft or not themselves live nor let others love and rest they havea feeling that life after death is worth living mindless folks don't know death is a panacea of all human strife live and love this life challenge it well who can ever say anything about what you may feel in hell when you are soundlessly dead I ask them what medicine of foolishness they drink daily I drink red wine champagne and whiskey my heart blesses mefor whendie I won't know others will enjoy or cry if I leave large sums they will say nice man was he If I leave nothing behindthey will say see how silly was he Never mind either way I shan't know who is saying WHAT But to say something thoughtlessly they were on Earth brought By just another mommy