WHAT ABOUT THE DEAD

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Weep not! weep not!! I have found solace
The passage is not dark, it's quite so less
Picture me now and then at His Bossom
To these, I beseech thee blossom.

My absent, a transient of nature
Like earth, filled with life and pasture
To graze both humans and animals alike
Tick a bomb, live not astray

Speak no ill of me as I'm gone
Pace to be, memories are not far-gone
In this lone world, speak well of me by your thoughts
Eyes are closed, alive are these words.