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Death

Death! Oh Death!!
Thou art the leveller 
par excellence
Thou who kills without 
mirth
Taking all souls from 
hence and thence.

Pity is not in thy nature
Cruelity is thy second 
name
Thou tread where no 
living dare venture
Stealing souls all along 
without shame!

Those with father thou 
make fatherless
Parents thou suddenly 
make barren hags
My friend thou made a 
motherless
Wretch who lives 
almost in rags!!!

Death! Thou art the end 
to all souls
Existing far and near 
the four poles!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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