Well, I was looking through some of my old poems, because I know that at least one of them would be great for my story... though I had to trancelate it, because I think I'm going to write in english and my mother language is danish so most of my poems are danish.
Anyway, I came across my latest, and one of the best I think. And I thought I wanted to share it with you guys (whoever you are) And you're welcome to comment on it.

Life and death
Dream or reality
Truth or myth
Meaning of life
Meaning of death
What is it?

Eternal is our surch
Is life and death the same?
Truth of life
Truth of death
Where is it?

We lives as we've learned
Lives in teh world
Lives from the world
Thinking "we shal not die
The doctors are capable"...

Capable yes...
Supernatural... forget it
Reality of life
Truth of death
A dream ... a myth

Originally this poem is danish, but I think it works just at fine in english, but please give your oppinion about it.