All the Living

Posted by Brad Osborne on December 16, 2021 · 17 Comments 

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Death has waited too long

To win in fatal sport

Life is more of a sprint

Time is always short

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Dawdled and dallied

The reaper running late

While I have fully lived

There is nothing left to take

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I have gulped from life

Till stomach may burst

Drank more than a share

Bore no unsated thirst

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I had seen grim hand

When I was but young

I could hear the ticking

Knew how game was won

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So, knock when you must

I will greet you at the door

I have bested you, my friend

What all the living was for

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