187. If This Were My Last Day


A question, asked for pleasure
To unnerve the restless mind
A choice given, hard to measure
On your last living day to find

If this were my very last day
Would I do things I did not?
Would I look at sun’s ray?
Would I act or be lost in thought?

If this were my very last day
Would I begin to again learn?
Would I find anything to say?
Would a known end be a turn?

If this were my very last day
Would I wallow in pleasure?
Would it keep my fear at bay?
Would I give in to pressure?

If this were my very last day
Would I be any more different?
Would I turn to God to pray?
Would I be a victim of sentiment?

If this were my very last day
Would I smile or be in tears?
Would I be firm or give away?
Would I lose in dilemmas, fierce?

If this were my very last day
Would it bring a love, new?
An unknown truth on the way?
Would it give me what is due?

Perfect as human in every way
I live as long as time can shiver
Is there in reality, a last day?
With love and faith, immortal forever

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2 Comments to “187. If This Were My Last Day”

  1. ‘IF’ is such a slippery word: follow it and you will end up a speculator which is a close second cousin to a spectator . . . Better to be a lion than a monkey! A lion stalks his prey then devours it; a monkey turns the crank on a nickelodeon for peanuts . . .

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