A Communal Death March

And so the song of death steeps into our lives
A privileged opportunity to touch immortality

A life spent
Is never wasted
It holds us
In check
Like judges
Of
Human Kind
A grand jury
Quietly conveying
From generation to generation
The truth
Of our
Existence

“We're all in this thing together
Walking the line between faith and fear
This life don’t last forever
Many cry and no one tasted the salt of their tears
It’s slow road to freedom”
(Inspired by the song “were all in this together”
By Old Crow Medicine Show)