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Poem: I Weep Not For Death No More



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Death isn’t so bad,
When only we exist and not live.
Death isn’t so bad,
When all is lost on human terms.
Death isn’t so bad,
When all we see is death itself.
Death isn’t so bad,
When no one knows famine in the grave.
Death isn’t so bad,
When the body feels no pain
Death isn’t so bad,
If the rich and the poor never escapes it.
Death isn’t so bad,
When death itself is easier than living.
Death isn’t so bad,
No wonder its pride.
Death isn’t so bad,
The tiresome will say.
If only he knew, its what comes after death that really is death.

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