Monday 17 June 2019

Cold cadavers


Cold cadavers

Cold cadavers we’re bound to be;
Life will end and you’ll breathe no more;
Death for us all is a certainty.

I ponder the end unwittingly;
It sometimes terrifies me for sure;
Cold cadavers we’re bound to be.

In the shadow of mortality,
I rarely acknowledge what’s in store;
Death for us all is a certainty.

I saw a man die suddenly;
He was laughing mere seconds before;
Cold cadavers we’re bound to be.

Life seems a pointless futility;  
We eat, drink and shit, but what’s it all for?
Death for us all is a certainty.

We each of us face eternity;
If death came now, I’d clutch at a straw;
Cold cadavers we’re bound to be;
Death for us all is a certainty. 



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