Paradox

Walking in the graveyard,
Looking for the undead,
Is the living dread,
If not for the walking dead.
In hate, agony, and death,
The living unlock the truth
Of love, wonder, and life.
Whatever brings the strife,
Is matched and brought to the light.

In life, we fail and win.
In death, we thrive and lose,
In a mere attempt, we survive
The whatever mystery we are bestowed
To unlock and reset.
Life, huh?!
It indeed is a paradox!