Death Has No Glory
DEATH HAS NO GLORY
For those who love life, death has no glory.
What pharaoh would not trade
His pyramid, myriad years in the building,
For forty seconds worth of fresh air
Blowing over the Nile with the scent of
White lotus on the breeze
And the fluty song of the golden oriole?
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Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2016
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