NEMEROV 2014 #10
IN PRAISE OF DEATH
for Lewis Duncan
Once we’ve deciphered our own programming
And learned to replicate how we are made,
We’ll know that we’ll survive most anything
And may live confident and unafraid.
Those old bugbears—death and oblivion—
No longer threatening, now held at bay,
Think how we’ll flourish—all that may be done
Unshadowed by the menace of Doomsday.
Yet with the loss of death what else is lost?
For all its fear, death gives a piquancy
To every day, since wasted time will cost
Us anguish if there’s no eternity.
The preciousness of life lies in our fear
Of death: mortality makes life so dear.