I Do Not Understand

I'd like to be financially well off of that why should i lie
And I'd love to live forever i don't want to die
But like all things of life on me a terminal span
Though i hope to live for as long as i can.

So many young cyber poets with addresses Worldwide
They write their sad poems about death and suicide
They do look at life in a sad jaundiced way
They seem such sad cases that seems sad to say.

So willing to die even by their own hand
Though i am not hard hearted i do not understand
With an overdose of tablets a rope, gun or knife
Why anyone would wish to take their own life.

With their ideas of life and death i do not agree
Their sad poems of suicide disturbing to me
Apart from Mother Nature death is for all
And to the scythe of the reaper too soon we must fall.