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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required DIE THE DEATH! (Dona eis requiem sempiternam) Die the death and transcend vanity O poor vernal flesh and bone, Waned out of this primal valley And sink like the moon beyond the coast. All expectations, ‘tis the greatest Reclined at the backdrop of the heart’s throb, Relegated by mortal necessities in crest Clouded by mist as the shrouding robe round a knob. Farewell thee, to vanish from eyes. Fear not, minds still shall keep thee Though a while, less a bother to human plight, The dire need for yen, companion and spree. The undertakers trades fare supreme And mourners sonorous rhymes are music prime; Downing the lees of wine to spike faces grim With throbbing drums, jigging feet and chime. Great the awaited moment to close the eyes And farewell the world with all her bother. A descendance is paramount than to rise, To die to live than live to die is best order. Great ease is the last prize to pay And refund the muck to its source beneath Nothing else abide but merry mongers sway Over nourished ordure, once a breath. Why not sadness at the joyful tale of birth And merriment at the woeful news of death? Onward would be to the backyard of earth, From incubi, toil and deformed breath. Night veil drawn over our visibility, In twinkle the pupil dilate a life span’s knell Wedge in limbo, shrouded by mystery, Knowledge only worms and flies can tell. What need of life, fun, food or friendship? All but a three episode script of dharma: Ignorance precedes pain and then comes sorrow, As circadian sculptor pruned our feature. No mint can purchase back days gone by, Neither riches to reverse a twinkle; For a lifelong tie earn a profound sigh, A spot on shoreline washed by sprinkles. Poison, sickness, circadian effect and accident Are final returns wherein all expectations lie. Rather in life, in death is its fulfillment And no further businesses have I but to die!
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