A woman is nothing -

a woman is nothing -
the moments she made
the struggles, the tears
the lessons and fears
the reality of the shoes
she stands in - something.

In the end

:Death
happens to us all
be patient
intreptidly so

and for me a stranger
death, a notion
an eventual motion
into a place I do not
venture
But strangely I figure
as you stand tall
and give lecture
on the philosophy of living
and dying
I cannot help but wonder
if for men like you
even death smiles