Poem -

Dear dead

Dear dead

All the dear dead are waiting 
Upon the platform today 
Saying goodbye to their loved ones 
To enter waiting coffins 
With gold handles 
Lifting open the casket 
Step inside fate 
White lilies await 
   White lilies await 
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All the dear dead
The dear dead 
 The dear dead 
     As the Lord is my shepherd 
This train with carriages 
That cometh through Gods door 
That taketh the deaf, blind 
The impaired 

In a circle 
The loving 
The spoken word 
Until the masked men 
Arriving from Getsemmene
With sharpened axes
 Chop chop 

All the dear dead
The dear dead 
 The dear dead 

 

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Tony Taylor

Dear Poet Brother JAI MASTERS!!...... this is some VERY powerful and moving phrasing....... your reference to the garden at Gethsemane through me off for a second!!..... the repetition (as always) helps the entirety flow beautifully...,, Death comes to us all...,. the escort will indeed be unexpected!!.....ALL STARS!!..... cool stuff brother!! (intense)........LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴☀♥

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Jai Masters

When can I step into your soul and merge
with you Tony; name the place the time and the whisky! LuV & thanks Jai;))))

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Evrod Samuel

beautiful.. I almost started to think death was good ...lol.. well done 

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Jai Masters

It is cheaper than life & a bit nasty
     Is cheap good? 
thNX Evrod!! 

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