Rhyme and Reflection

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Death

Friday, July 16, 1999 | 1 minute read

Music we sing every day,
An unstoppable melody
A destined tragedy in nature's harmony
Death is the poignant note

Wrapped in the flood of tears
Of loved ones, near and dear,
A perpetual state of no fear
Death is that hypnotic trance

In the journey from here to there
On the roads of rich and poor
Unaware and ignorant are we,
Death is our final destination

Timeless and ageless,
Peaceful and blissful
Where body and soul are no less
Death is the ultimate truth!


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