Long or short 

All lives will come to an end                                           

How will my soul separate from my body 

We can never know 

What will be the one take my life away

Will it be a fire or a storm       

An assassin’s bullet or war  

A clot to the brain or the heart 

Bacteria or virus

Most likely I will be lying 

In my deathbed

Waiting for the final force   

To consume my vitality

And in my oblivion 

My soul will take flight

To the unknown

By Shih-Fang Wang

From: United States