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Death Welcomes All
Of nobility and pauper alike
To each his own due is weighed
Public standing is no dispute
Upon your dying day
Neither currency nor bejeweled rings
Nor grief suffered on this land
No weeping maidens pleading cry
Can stay the death king’s hand
To all he meets he greets
With thunder and his utmost grin
For all dead are welcome here
With souls engorged of sin
Death welcomes all
Immortals do not exist
So leave your dowry on your bed
It is fruitless to resist
(C) 2014 XMAR82 all Rights Reserved
To each his own due is weighed
Public standing is no dispute
Upon your dying day
Neither currency nor bejeweled rings
Nor grief suffered on this land
No weeping maidens pleading cry
Can stay the death king’s hand
To all he meets he greets
With thunder and his utmost grin
For all dead are welcome here
With souls engorged of sin
Death welcomes all
Immortals do not exist
So leave your dowry on your bed
It is fruitless to resist
(C) 2014 XMAR82 all Rights Reserved
Published 28th May 2014
| Edited 3rd Feb 2017
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- Edited 9th Nov 2018 2:45pm
29th May 2014 1:25am
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29th May 2014 10:41pm
We are all equal in his eyes. Glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for your critique.
30th May 2014 4:00pm
30th May 2014 7:09pm
Exactly! The same door for all of us. No one's excluded. Nice of you to stop by. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Anonymous
22nd Jul 2014 1:12am
Oh I really like this!!
22nd Jul 2014 8:40pm
I am glad you enjoyed it. A little visit to the dark side. Thanks for stopping by.
