Lament and whine in plenty a bout,
Of Petty trivial everyday mishaps
Self-Importance crowned paramount
Seldom cherishing brief encounters.
Until Death rears its ugly head
Sparing none of its hand of wrath
Claiming a good-hearted soul or two
In a manner so gruesome that needs no Recount
Unjustness of it all slaps you
Out of stupor that life’s nature courts
Alive one day, dead the next
Knocked out for no reason or rhyme
Makes you yearn for a Rewind
Replay the conversation, the moment,
Wishing you were more clairvoyant
To see an End so eminent
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