Twice We Die
"For the living know that they shall die: but the dead know not anything, neither have they any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten."
~Ecclesiastes 9:5 KJV
They say we die twice, so they claim
First when we draw our last breath
Return to dust a fleeting flame
And vanish into silent death
Then die again as time goes on
When we’re forgotten by the crowd
Our names unspoken; faces gone
Our stories lost beneath the shroud
Kings, heroes and saints may rise
In history’s pages they remain
Their legacies immortalized
Enduring through both joy and pain
For the rest of us, not the same
Our mem’ries fade with passing years
When those who knew us fade like flame
Our histories dissolved in tears
Shall we strive for a name well-known
For fame or infamy to stay
To be remembered; set in stone
Or lost to time swept far away
But is it worth to seek such praise
To live for fame or fleeting glory
A book; obelisk to amaze
Or be written in someone’s story
Or should we choose a humble road
To lead a life both pure and true
And sleep in peace beneath the load
Our hearts at rest when life is through
To live in peace or chase the light
Our choices shape our final night!
01-07-2025
© Vic Evora
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