Life without death is a curse,
Death without a life is a crime.
Either one quick song or a never ending verse.
Luna, the princess of the night,
Will forever live on past each life,
To rule over darkness but never see the light.
Then there's the ruler of the day,
The all mighty Celestia, to which we pray.
The only one who has seen both the black and the white, but never the grey.
We can never understand their pain,
or do what would be right.
For every life they rule, will one day die in vain.
They've lived this long,
neither to die.
They put on a straight face in our presence to make us feel strong.
But we'll never understand the inevitable lie.
for when they return home to the castle,
They have nothing to do but cry.
Cry for the ones who faced their ends.
Weep for the ones who can't be saved.
Sob for the lives who claimed their mark as friends.
Life without death is a curse,
Death without a life is a crime.
Immortality is a hex that just can't be worse.
- Jesse Knoblach
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"I made this poem so long ago, but when I first made it, I thought it really sucked"
I had the first impression on my first read-through. On my second read-though it got a bit better. Short, quick, to the point