I saw death
down avenues
wand'ring streets
death dressed
all in black
in extremis wanders
pondering death
an omniscient view
bearing all that grim
a reaper's sharpened scythe
death commits to reaping
admittedly
breaking time
death comes
knocking both
me and you
one last breath
final heartbeat too
just speak peace
say your prayers
grim reaper
won't be mocking
death peels away
all the layers
beyond simple life
while we're both
silent and talking
I've witnessed death
creeping throughout
countless days and nights
I'm touched
some sinless reaper
doubtless hoping
how I've lived life
what has been good
steered me right
I'm listening
those songs and poetry
vibrations within
this verbal universe
articulating tried and true
reverberation throughout
yet we're sleeping
with the reaper
walking side by side
and grand death too
seeking truth
imagine harmonious love
breathing and reciting
speaking spirit into verse
all that death brings
deep down to earth
beyond sky high
heaven above
what grim reapers take
on this spiritual ride
songs and poems and lives
even glory spake
concerning human things
that God so loves
life and death in stride
positions of living stars
all those renditions
of existing parts
conditions of living
those magic golden rings
final exposition
revealing
death's tragic
magic art

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