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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