Death Is Something To Us All Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Death Is Something To Us All

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Death is something to us all and to all it something is,
To the poor it is deep fear.
And without their religion's there's no hope at all as whatever
You once we're you can't be what you were.

Untill death when we must part and parting us it will,
For a while beneath the ground your name may still be known.
For death you dress in black and still the dying die don't look away
And laying cold grey, colored but by they who know you not.

Do not pray for me for I am there and there I am and you shan't
Help me get to where you think that I should go.
The wilderness of halls each turn they make and making you is
There that you will go.
And in searching for another life just further shows to all to what
Expense not spared by those who cannot pay the price.

Let us test it out and then come back, let us dip our toe in it,
And in feeling it find out.
Patience death can wait you out and never sleep the sleep, where
In your dream you can't get out.

Are you not like I and I like you as the rich as well have found?
If death is nothing, nothing death is all it's smiling face,
And in smiling back you have contrived that in death you have
Found out.

Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017

Friday, November 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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