The Life of Death
THE LIFE OF DEATH
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I am undertaker of life I am an administrator
I gut you out like a fish, I teach to you spiritual
Mortify mortician am I to Pastor, minister guides Prepare me to heaven
Dress you, make you look nice Dress you morally before Christ
In a box In our thoughts
Morbid these line may seem Morbid these lines choice process
Most people shall be Most people shall refuse to confess
Laid lifeless still breathless Laid lifeless still doubting freedoms
Horizontally proposed and purpose Horizontally recanting life's values
A last tis just a job a step Just a sinner forgiven : matters?
A life of death... Pastor
A life of death! ! !
04/01/18©2018
The Life of Death - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausen
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
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