Day of the Dead
weep not when we die
don't let your life go awry
for the time was nigh
attributes were diminished
the mortal course now finished
words were all written
no longer need to fit in
worry what's twitten
opinions will not long last
as all existence shall pass
never born-again
but a human with a pen
human among men
back to whence everything came
no more demons left to tame
now no need for shame
care who or what is to blame
life ends all the same
good, bad, rich, poor, or wiser
death, the great equalizer
don't feel bad for me
what I was, has been set free
beyond slights or fees
through eternity we schlep
in evolution's next step
Copyright © Ng Rippel | Year Posted 2022
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