People often survive after dying:
He expires but he walks and he eats,
Selling worn-out opinions and sayings
On some stuffy suburban side streets.
He will fawn and he’ll offer advices,
Bearing sackfuls of new proclamations,
And he notices serious vices,
In the doings of organizations.
He’s tired not to eat, in sleep to lie,
And after time on crutches he has sped —
But that’s his right, for it’s not terrible to die;
It’s terrible to live when you are dead.
Перекладач: Andriy M. Freishyn-Chirovsky
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