Poem.

deathDeath the absolute absence of the breath!

Transferring all search-able to unsearch-able

Where all able cap-ables becomes unable

Is it the point all living gets to tremble!

Leaving everything very simple

A secret point leaving all to infinity!

Aiming for either eternity

Emptying life from all sanity

Living half, they like to live not

Occupying full ,in that they satisfy

Living to their fullness

Domination at the highest

Satisfying only the fewest

Approaching speed to the common,is the slowest

With the tragedy of the wicked, its the fastest

For blood spillers its numbers become the hottest

In young or old its not the earliest

With God’s permission its only at the ripest

For Gods people its only the finest

Which gets them to the place

With highest pretty

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