Dec 4, 2022
4 min read
Why Am I Still Alive?
Every moment we are alive, we have something to give.
The poet John O'Neill — you know him, always kind and polite — he’s been pondering the deep: The end.
In my mid-seventies now
My final chapters are being written
Thoughts of death are unavoidable
Are in fact a constant presence
Impossible to ignore
Demanding a response
