He Said ... "Death is the solution to all problems. No man - no problem". ... Joseph Stalin
He was right... Death stops everything ... your thoughts ....your dreams.... hopes and vision ....pain and joy .... love and hate...no problem bigger ... It is the Ultimate End ...
Death
Oh ! Death, How are the mighty fallen
and their weapons of Perished
they that ever cross your path
see the Light no more
O ye Men, rejoice for ye see today
and the pangs of women labour
for Life is yours, the now
and the morrow is His
Hear ye me, Daughters of my Father
the words of strange wisdom
keep it bound on thy neck
as the skin to thy flesh
Behold, the arm of the armless
the fearful scent of the Dead
looking, spying and waiting
it calls one day at a time!
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