The Same For The Pauper And The Billionaire Poem by Francis Duggan

The Same For The Pauper And The Billionaire



We hear and read of human achievements but why even pretend
That this does really matter at life journey's end
To the wielder of the scythe of death the greatest does fall
Eventually time does take care of us all
It is stating a fact and fact never lie
That us humans are mortals and born to die
And anyone is not irreplaceable as the wise one does say
Everyone has to die life works in this way
Many believe when life from the body has gone
That the soul of the deceased person in some form does live on
In another World a Heaven or a Hell
Though any deceased person of the existence of such places has not come back to tell
The one who wields the scythe of death any life does not spare
The same for the pauper and the billionaire.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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