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Thursday, October 27, 2016

Death Makes Us All Equal

In life we may not be equal to the monarch and the president you as well as i
Though that is going to happen on the day we all die
That death makes us all equal happens to be true
Since we are born to die equality is eventually our due
Death does make us equal to the creatures born for us to eat
Though we only do look on them as edible meat
With my opinions on this many i know would not agree
But at least anyway this is how it seems to me
The snail in the grass will be my equal one day
That death makes all life forms as equals i see life in this way
The monarch, the president, the celebrity and the billionaire
With you and i one thing in common does share
That we will become equal to them one day
When the Reaper of lives on all of our lives has the say.
Francis Duggan
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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