Chasing all of life
grabbed
and stabbed
a way like knife

finally; endless holes
taking all it's breath
following lord of death
brought by pointed poles

staked with darkness near
scared all peasants past
featured present, all that fast
it's head with proud and fear

so it ends in excessive song
century parts of a terror thong

creeping crawling stiffly thoughts
giving visions loud and clear
but yet; still shaking in weary bear
as to see, the corpse that bluntly rots

so chasing dough, this life to see
was ending with
grabbing, stabbing precisely hit
that’s the way, it all will be

nothing more, is here to say
in all, of a ghastly day

maybe, one more thing to tell
spring passed autumn night
brought us more then only light
it was the way of all things smell

so it finally always ends
as our lives will too
no matter what we do
it just depends

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for those who are interested you can listen to this poem spoken by myself at my own dutch languaged site, i had post it there because it's one of the view sites where you can post spoken works smile
http://www.poezietuin.be/index.php?option=com_poetrybook&view=poetry&id=4585

i hope i may post this link of not admin may delete it cool