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I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is read more
I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the read more
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
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MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
The news farflung.
Thy will be done
beats the drum.
The hour of grief.
The darkened sun.
Thy will be done
rolls the drum.
The sound of shot.
The grave begun.
Thy will be done
mourns the drum.
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by N Marshall Bertsch
(N Marshall Bertsch is a Republican who was profoundly
griefstricken by the assassination of John F Kennedy).
Death is a low chemical trick played on everybody except sequoia trees.
Death is a low chemical trick played on everybody except sequoia trees.
He had been, he said, an unconscionable time dying; but he hoped that they would excuse it.
He had been, he said, an unconscionable time dying; but he hoped that they would excuse it.
Everybody dies. Not everybody ever really lives.
Everybody dies. Not everybody ever really lives.
Most people would rather die than think;
in fact, they do so.
Most people would rather die than think;
in fact, they do so.
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
When he shall die Take him and cut him in little stars And he will make the face of heaven read more
When he shall die Take him and cut him in little stars And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
