IF WE DID NOT LIVE,
WE COULD NOT DIE.
IF WE DID NOT DIE,
WE COULD NOT LIVE.

Life would be dull;
It would be rather dry,
If no matter what
We could not die.

If the thought of death
We could not feel,
Life would not be
Such a big deal.

So we dare it to happen;
We stare into its face.
We flirt with death;
It makes our heart race.

We seek it out;
We try to cheat it.
With acts of bravery
We attempt to defeat it.

And these things that we do
Would not thrill us
Without the thought
That they might kill us.

So while death will always
Be our final fate,
It is death
Which makes living great.

Life without death,
Like summer without fall,
Would not be
Intriguing at all.