Obviously A is what we should strive to be though most all of us are currently B’s. I saw this beautiful thinking poem in this way: First, death (in life) can be seen as a beginning as opposed to an end – a death of one self is the ‘rebirth’ of another (hopefully more improved) ‘self’. Thus, this poem suggests that life is really a moment to moment experience of a series of ‘deaths’ so to speak…this is why the speaker talks about dying “every moment” instead of living “every moment”. Another way to see this is to look at say that life is what we do while we wait to die…this is why the speaker talks about dying moment to moment as opposed to living moment to moment. Hmmm…let’s hope this is making sense so far hahaha! Second, B is unaware of what ‘experience’ really is. B is the ‘sleepwalking’ state we aimlessly roam in with little consideration for WHAT IS within and without…a virtual walking dream. “Eighty years” is a long time of living ‘backward’ and living ‘forward’ and never walking with time, living moment to moment, or rather, dying from moment to moment…there is little to no growth for B over these many years…there is little action and abundant reaction…there is no awareness of the intending self. There is no 'treasure' to be found in this existence. B does not ‘experience’ anything of significance…and so, tragically, B is “living his death”. Finally, A is the epitome of how life should be experienced, every “death from moment to moment” – experiencing each rebirth in time as it occurs. The ONLY experience that A will never have is ‘death’ of ANY sort…for in experiencing ‘death’ (or ‘life’ if one prefers) from moment to moment one can never LIVE or experience death…and the physical death of A is inconsequential as this death too will go “unexperienced”…physical death is but a moment of non-experience for any person…but LIVING death is a different story that takes place over a lifetime… Well, that’s my take…how’s that for post-mortemization my friend? Hahahahahaha…now please tell me where I have stumbled….

Um...sorry for making you endure my LONGEST comment EVER hahahahaha...let's hope it's not full of hot air hahahha!

RULA STOLE ALL MY WORDS. Ashok, all I can say is "amen." The thoughts are too personal and too deep for me to even try to bring them into the open just now. But I do thank you for this. And "amen."

i love this poem too... live every moment (not second) to it's fullest... walk one mile knowing you have 10 to go... and always, always bring MOWGLI along... *smile*

i see the living examples of this every day i go to work. the worst case scenario B's are making everyone around them miserable because they are. would there were a few more A's about.

Brings to my mind those who, perhaps in "quiet desperation" have lived their lives in fear, intimidation, or without purpose. A sad lament.

The three dashes as opening lines speak volumes, Ashok. Passing through the Gateless Gate, I found my ego, hanging in the noose of body-consciousness. A classic paradox of Self and its manifestation outside the present moment. Pe4ce...

A very deep poem. Maybe I am more of a B person rather then A or maybe I could be both A and B sometimes. Thanks for sharing. I'm adding this one to my favorite files.

Be A thinking mans poem Ashok. I enjoyed the read including the comments....Charlie

Everyone seems to have explained your poem in great depth so I won't do the same. hehe. It makes me think, I am more like B, the pessimist. It's kinda like 2 groups of people..how we define each other. Either we're A = ignorant and optimistic or B = pessimistic. But who says ignorance is a bad thing? Great poem x

Fascinating comparison of two types of people. Kinda like seeing the glass as half full or half empty for eighty years.

It makes me wonder where I fit in -- very thought provoking

i am a b working on a new a outlook. great poem.

brilliant poem...profound...thoughtful all of the above

this is making me want to strive even more to be A. I have been B so long...thank you!