The casket
the urn
the spreading
of ashes
Oh everyone
has their day
no soul
shall escape
the claw
of death
Oh don’t
waste
your life
on the
train
to
vanity
that takes
the tracks
to a
desolate
heart
Your not promised
another thing
not a day
not a minute
not a second
not a single breath
only God knows
your time
swollen minds
oozing with
pride
say there is
no God.
Oh how on Earth
can they
possibly know?
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