The Dance of Death
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"When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead.....
As something rushed me from the trees
Took me to an unholy place....
And they summoned me over to join in with them
To the dance of the dead"
Dance of Death, song by Iron Maiden
"For dust you are, and to dust you shall return". Genesis 3:19
Second Law of Thermodynamics, the Law of Entropy, states that: Entropy always increases in an isolated system—meaning that over time, things naturally move from order to disorder. The universe tends toward disorder – Over time, everything becomes more random and less organized.
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I stand on leaves, dead
My toes entwine skeletal remains
of shells, bones, limbs and all stuff, dead.
I sleep on cotton sewn from cotton buds, dead.
My bed is hewn from trees sawn up, dead.
The air is full of smells and wafts
from the pile of composting debris, emanating from the dead.
There is no escape from
the tug of entropy begging me
to join the dance of the dead,
and to be rendered down to dust, dead.
It beckons and pleads to claim my dust,
to scatter it randomly disordered,
devoid of structure,
blowing in the wind, swirling up
into the nostrils and mouths of the living,
to join the dance, and prance til dead.
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2025
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