i die today and no one knows
he has come and he will go
always walking to and fro
whichever way the wind will blow
death be not the fear of man
no more to understand
hours pass like slipping sand
before the body turned so grand
fighting not but choked within
surrender now where i begin
feeding off the reapers grim
and palid blaring din
the roadside way has fallen to
those of us who never knew
when God has called and trumpets blew
decaying flesh of earthen stew
the rot of guts and broken legs
to be so proud the begger begs
transgress him not lest ye forget
you might just lose that much!
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