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>Right Of A Dead Man

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The man was laid upon soil dead
Covered with a piece of cloth white
I am along with others on straight line
Heard the floating words of a priest
No matter how fortified is your house
In which corner of the world you live
No one can escape the grip of its shade
Everyone has to test the taste of death
Today we gave our presence at his funeral
To take from you all an unbroken promise

To attend upon my grave in the way same
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Sunday, December 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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Ramesh Rai 01 January 2015

Everyone has to test the taste of death universal truth.

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