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The Same Die Is Cast for One and All
The name of every soul
is written line by line,
without highlights or underlining
in the leaves of pages
of the book of souls.
The stone temples built
by kings that rise to the heavens,
fall as empires fade and crumble,
when the ledger must be made.
No human god can barter with the end,
no king can forever
outrun the roll-call
for their entry in the book of souls.
Praying to the gods of nature
building towers of stone
reaching skywards to the heavens
is all to no avail.
For the same die
is cast, one for all.
With the passing of old ways
truth comes to all and sundry soon.
Etched in ink, bled from every soul,
each blot and stain
is recorded alike, one and all,
in the book of souls.
Copyright ©
John Anderson
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