Doc Biskind

Prelude Of Death - Poem by Doc Biskind

A coin is relegated in the mouth
For the ferryman sailing slowly south

Beside the Styx is where he be
Waiting for the next, to pay his fee

The ferryman be the one Charon
To whom the traveller tells hark on

Around doth port to the count of nine
To the destine place, Hades coastline

And there man's scruples will be at calm
For the tainting red of the lulling lamb

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2005

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