Day of the Dead

weep not when we die don't let your life go awry for the time was nigh attributes were diminished the mortal course now finished words were all written no longer need to fit in worry what's twitten opinions will not long last as all existence shall pass never born-again but a human with a pen human among men back to whence everything came no more demons left to tame now no need for shame care who or what is to blame life ends all the same good, bad, rich, poor, or wiser death, the great equalizer don't feel bad for me what I was, has been set free beyond slights or fees through eternity we schlep in evolution's next step