And yet... why do we die?

And yet, why do we die?

Is this a test of will, or just a trick of fate?

A journey that must be taken, no matter what awaits.

We try to understand, but the answer's not clear.

Is life a blessing, or a burden we must bear?

We try to live each day, with joy and peace.

But death is always waiting, to take us to its feast.

The clock keeps ticking, time marches on.

We may not know when, but death will come.

It's a mystery that will remain unsolved.

Why do we have to die, when life's so precious and bold?

Perhaps it's a chance to be reborn,

A chance to find joy, and love that's warm.

We can't stop death, but we can still live.

Let's make the most of life, and give.