Death Waits For No One
In many tales it came
cloaked and shrouded in black
Awaiting the moment
With no haste
To take thy soul back
It comes in all forms you see
May it be tragedy or ill
The mortal coil
Your spirit rest
To be called by Thy One at will
Time has no patience
Your clock has no friends
It’s sole purpose upon this earth
Is to make you seek truth
Where the dead ends
So be still your heart
Allow the memories last
Take in the final breath
Death has no invitation
To the one whom shall passed
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