My Death

I am finite
so are you
the food we ate tonight was good
but it too
was something that gave its life
I choose to give mine

But how? Did it have a choice?
we ate
because we are predator
they were our prey
The Dalai Lama said :
"It is not the quantity of life
but the quality"

You are a hungry baby

For what reason
should I give my life to you

Let me whisper in your ear
and sing
that I want you to free
to learn
grow
and play



If my life cannot give this to you
perhaps my death will