In the tragic comedy we call life death is but one step away. Lower lifeforms begin to spew forth their toxic poisons that rot the flesh of a seemingly healthy man. Once again they invade our bodies, our minds and our souls. Vivacious people who once smiled freely resolve to dying. Even though they wish for hope there is none. Blindly they search for a way to stave off the death that surely is coming. In every corner, every place they search for anything to delay the reaper. Among those men are those who give in to the pain they have lived with so long. Not one of them realizes that living itself is cure enough to end their disease. Can a man with only thoughts that he is going to die resign himself to living? After everything is said and done living is surely all a man has.
