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by out of death Mar 6, 2006 category : Life, society / meaning of life
Pessimist: We live but to die, To rot in body & soul. Left to solemnly lie Heaven nor Hell pay toll. Optimist: Nae, we die but to live To fly with every being & soul Through memories to relive With Heaven\'s promise made whole Pessimist: With sorrow day & night, And a strain in every breath, Why should we even fight If only for death? Optimist: We\'ve sorrows to begin But joy yet to see. We\'ve love & hope within, If only set it free. Pessimist: Your speech of these, of joy, My unfamiliar notions... You\'ve but a mear story With untold emotions. Optimist: To these you are blind, You choose not to see. You must look to find Where endless joy be. Pessimist: Speak not of mine For closed are your eyes. Truth comes with time And joy revealed as lies. Optimist: Yours is half gone, But mine overflowing. Your life is not done And God forever knowing. Pessimist: And what of our fears? Are we to forget All of our tears And everything set? Optimist: Forget not the past, Lest we both know. That it is just that, Lost in the flow. Pessimist: Forget not the past Of which you won\'t speak. Heaven seen at last... Or just considered weak. Optimist: Our future\'s the strength Not what we\'ve done, Of this not to speak Lest we be shunned. -victoria-