We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones
The potential people who could have been here in my place but will in fact never see the Light of day outnumber the sand grains of Sahara
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones
Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton
Yes, and alas, there are deserts and slums; there is starvation and racking misery to be Found. But take a look at the competition
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones
The fact that we gradually apprehend our world, rather than suddenly discovering it Should not subtract from its wonder
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones
We are granted the opportunity to understand why our eyes are open. Why they see What they do, in the short time, before they close forever
