This was written early in September of last year when I was considering the outcomes of human life and where it takes us all. The simple point layered in this poem is that we all were brought into this world without choice, we did not get to decide if or whether we were born it just happened to us. But contrastly death is something we get to see coming if not far away but still knowing it will at least happen eventually. This brings thoughts of how you will meet death...will you slip into with acceptance and peace....pain and disbelief in its reality...with indifference and complaisance as if there's no change....or will you fight for every last moment of precious time to change the world for the better?