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Young Deaths

Old enough to die is old enough to what
Have toxic chemicals flood your gut
To twist your body in your womb
Turn this world into your tomb
Young deaths are just a moment a way
It happens every single day
Young deaths & their last time trying to stay up late
Sometimes just kids still too young to hate
Young deaths are mother's chains
Anti-birth pains
Young deaths keep men in power
Yank the chain and make them cower
Young deaths are Charity's crown jewel
It tricks the donor but the dead's no fool
Young deaths are babies too weak to play
Women too shackled to drop and pray
Young deaths are the jagged road that butchers women's knees
Young deaths are the agony that muffles women's pleas
Young deaths are in your hands and in your face
Young deaths are parents awaiting grace
Young deaths are just an eye shot a way
It'd be strange to be any other way


Tim caffery

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Death is......

Death is the placid resort
Where one can coolly relax
Away from the tumultuous toil of
Life’s routine rigmarole

Death is the comforting refuge
Where one can take asylum from the
inevitable assault of adversities of life
enjoying an eternal blissful solace

Death is the strong citadel
Into which one can run and hide
To find the everlasting protection
From the invading aggressive strife

Death is the sweet home
Which one longs to reach at the dusk of life
After completing and un-completing
His secular chores for an eternal rest

Death is the enticing trophy
For which one prepares using all his talents
And runs fast to complete the course
To take it at the finishing point from the hands of the umpire

Death is not the hiss of a serpent
It is the kiss of the heavenly father given to those who repent
Death is not a state of swoon,
it is a splendid boon
Death is not a disheartening demotion,
It is a much awaited promotion
Death is not an inconsolable commotion,
It is a state of departing from emotion
Death is not an appalling notion,
It is an ecstatic heavenly motion
Death is not a dreadful rift..
It is a glorious gift
To enjoy that rapturous shift,
from this world one should inescapably drift
Ch J Satyananda Kumar

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O death

Oh, Death, о h Death, oh Death,
Won't you spare me over til another year

But what is this, that I cant see
with ice cold hands taking hold of me

When God is gone and the Devil takes hold,
who will have mercy on your soul

Oh, Death, о h Death, oh Death,
No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul

Oh, Death,
Well I am Death, none can excel,
I'll open the door to heaven or hell.

Oh, Death, о h Death,
my name is Death and the end οs here...
kaitlin skelding

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Death! death!

Death! death! where is death?
Call death here! let me see death.
What color is death?
Is it really black?
Or white? or red? or yellow?
Or purple? Or chocolate?

My little Aaeeshanee
Crying for chocolate
Crying for icecreame
Crying for so many things
And I am unable to supply anything
And I am aging aging aging.

Death is going away from me
Death is going away from me
Let me see death here at this moment
Let death come on its own
At its sweet will to my home
I have no time to wait for death.
gajanan mishra

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