My Afterlife

everytime i think
life is like a double fold bet
it's too short, don't blink
you might catch a cold sweat
death is an old threat
fear is an old sickness
neither really matter
so i drop em with the quickness
the earth is my witness
and i am one with it
the only way we part
is if gravity was lifted
yet my flesh will one day die
in the earth my dust will lie
the wind may blow me around
but i will always end in the ground
until my words are found
and my mind will awaken
and will emerge from every surface
to absorb any interest taken