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the dead, alas, must sleep
For the living know that they shall die: but the dead know not
any thing, neither have they any more a reward; for the memory
of them is forgotten.—Ecclesiastes 9:5 KJV
the dead, alas, they play no golden harps,
nor care for solemn dirge or joyful song.
their appetites for comforts, once headstrong,
no anchorage finds in a silent corpse.
the dead, alas, roam no celestial sky,
like angels keeping vigil o'er the quick;
they wait not in the dark to light a wick
for loved ones seeking solace from on high.
the dead, alas, care not for food and drink,
or human comforts, heretofore enjoyed
by kings and princes gormandised and cloyed,
nor do they wait at purgatory brink.
the dead, alas, stalemated in their graves,
know nothing of the future, past, or now;
perchance you think they dream to you, somehow,
you make yourselves, of evil spirits, slaves.
the dead, alas, must sleep the sleep of death
until that Glorious Resurrection Morn,
when Michael shall His saints with crowns adorn,
whose mortal shall become immortal breath.
© Copyright 2023 June 20
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
any thing, neither have they any more a reward; for the memory
of them is forgotten.—Ecclesiastes 9:5 KJV
the dead, alas, they play no golden harps,
nor care for solemn dirge or joyful song.
their appetites for comforts, once headstrong,
no anchorage finds in a silent corpse.
the dead, alas, roam no celestial sky,
like angels keeping vigil o'er the quick;
they wait not in the dark to light a wick
for loved ones seeking solace from on high.
the dead, alas, care not for food and drink,
or human comforts, heretofore enjoyed
by kings and princes gormandised and cloyed,
nor do they wait at purgatory brink.
the dead, alas, stalemated in their graves,
know nothing of the future, past, or now;
perchance you think they dream to you, somehow,
you make yourselves, of evil spirits, slaves.
the dead, alas, must sleep the sleep of death
until that Glorious Resurrection Morn,
when Michael shall His saints with crowns adorn,
whose mortal shall become immortal breath.
© Copyright 2023 June 20
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
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