Time and Death

Time and Death:

I stood, in solitude, on a path straight ahead.

The cloud concealed the sight. The place was dark and cold,

There, the near end toward the grave, I did behold.

A far journey once traveled, on a declining road, I glanced back and below

Worn out, carried out, burned out, before I found out,

An awaiting trip to the demise, where nothing can ever add to my doubt,

'Tis it, I sighed, stepped forward then I, boldly, I was running to my death.

The gripping loneliness, the damp air, the whole Universe suffocated my breaths,

There, the last stop - that dim light-.

My next breath is but a second close to human’s stiff fate!

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“Summit or death, either way, I win.”

Robert Schumann

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A mighty chain:

Free, here man is born, with right.

For, a craving liberty that we fight

The one thing that millions of people die of gaining,

That our forefathers and our right have preserving,

‘Raise thy flag, comrades, above the sky, declaring 'For Freedom!'