When Death Strikes…

D Dr John Celes Dr John Celes
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The arrogant must die the meanest death And take with him, his vile and vice and sin; The meekest lamb gets throat slit by a knife, And life is gone in moments with limbs flail; The robust beasts succumb death by disease; The predator must die at hands of prey; The strongest meet a coward's end some day, The weakest taking revenge in the end. Death may not happen if you expect it; Like bolt from blue, it strikes the unwary; It does not matter, young or old, poor, rich; All vanish like the storm that ushers calm. No earthling can evade the Grappler's grip; A fault or blunder hastens death's meanness; The life God gives is gone off like the wind The doors and windows cry for honest souls! At times, a gory death engulfs a soul; Sometimes, a glorious end awaits persons; The point is proven, earthly life must end; How long one lives is not within our skills! The wisest live expecting death each day; The foolish live as if life's eternal; The elephant can't crush a flimsy ant; The ants one day swarm elephant's carcass. Copyright by Dr John Celes 23-12-2015

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