There is no such thing as a natural death: nothing that happens to a man is ever natural, since his presence calls the world into question. All men must die: but for every man his death is an accident and, even if he knows it and consents to it, an unjustifiable violation.
Simone de Beauvoir in A Very Easy Death
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Death, Inevitable Death
Death, inevitable Death.
So now You come to show Your world,
Hence the blackened cloak – unfurled.
And peering down upon my form
– Bereft of pity – Your eyes of storm.
Death, inexorable Death.
‘When? ’ The only question out of Thee.
My dream retorts 'But ne’er for me! ’
But now awake, I bid you so –
My giving tears cry ‘Where to go? ’
Death, adamant Death.
You cast Your spell and guide me 'way,
For life and I have had our day.
And what of me? I prey You, tell!
Be glorious in Heaven or gnarled in Hell?
Death, ineluctable Death.
Oh wiry ghoul, I'm here to follow –
I leave my body grey and shallow.
‘Come! ’ You bid in thund’ring tones,
‘Beg farewell to shattered bones.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural, death is the obscene mystery, the ultimate affront, the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied.
quote by Susan Sontag
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXXII: Accident
It’s not a terrorist attack
It’s not a battle of war
It’s just an accident
It’s not natural disaster
It’s not global tragedy
It’s just an accident
It’s not a conspiracy theory
It’s not a character murder
It’s just an accident
It’s not a careless mistake
It’s not a wrong decision
It’s just an accident
It’s not a misfortune
It’s not a twisted fate
It’s just an accident
It’s not a planned piracy
It’s not a suicide party
It’s just an accident
It’s not a mechanical failure
It’s not a human error
It’s just an accident
It’s not a crash
It’s not a downfall
It’s just an accident
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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It's Death Again
It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
The Reign of Death
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Death and I
When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove
Could offer me salvation,
Not when I’m no more.
A weathered stone will bear my name –
Identity of once a being
Living out existence in
A world of risk, and never seeing
Sense of why we’re here.
My genes will die away thro’ child –
Hue of eyes and hair, the way of thought,
Will quickly dim with generation –
Bow to future dominance –
Memories of provenance
Resigned to curious few.
When death comes
I’ll need not grace
Below; no grieving face
Will call my resurrection,
Not when I’m at ground –
Death and I so bound.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
D eath Crawl
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For a man who has done his natural duty, death is as natural as sleep.
quote by George Santayana
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Disingenuousness
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
The March of Death
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Nowhere Fast
Id like to drop my trousers to the world
I am a man of means (of slender means)
Each household appliance
Is like a new science in my town
And if the day came when I felt a
Natural emotion
Id get such a shock Id probably jump
In the ocean
And when a train goes by
Its such a sad sound
No ...
Its such a sad thing
Id like to drop my trousers to the queen
Every sensible child will know what this means
The poor and the needy
Are selfish and greedy on her terms
And if the day came when I felt a
Natural emotion
Id get such a shock Id probably jump
In the ocean
And when a train goes by
Its such a sad sound
No ...
Its such a sad thing
And when Im lying in my bed
I think about life
And I think about death
And neither one particularly appeals to me
And if the day came when I felt a
Natural emotion
Id get such a shock Id probably lie
In the middle of the street and die
Id lie down and die ...
Oh, oh
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That every man after the life in the world lives to eternity, is evident from this, that man is then spiritual, and no longer natural, and that the spiritual man, separated from the natural, remains such as he is to eternity, for man's state cannot be changed after death.
quote by Emanuel Swedenborg
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Life isn't Hell
We die whole life for thinking of hell
What is that supposed to deliver or tell?
We are doing exceedingly well
Life is not that bad to curse or dwell
Our religious books are full of all divine speculations
That has raised sometimes little fear and many questions
Where are we going to head after leaving behind dead body?
Someone may suggest as it is to be taken over by somebody
Well, it is nice to keep person under constant fear and check
It is difficult to understand after death what can be at stake?
Who may know exactly what is open to us there after
Sometimes we are lead to believe and turn into laughter
We resort to all kinds of soul purification
Do no evil or try for its identification
What can be pursued and what can be forgotten?
Well certainly first question will be that of money all ill gotten
It is strong belief that soul will be taken by death lords
It will be under direct supervision of God under the threat of swords
We die simply because of imagining the death sequence
It has so much impact in the mind with its presence
The person who has adapted well with journey
May do it so with ease and leave it to almighty
Nothing is in our hand and it may come so in natural course
So it will be clear to him in advance for offering no curses
It has to be taken lightly when end is expected near
It is natural to have in mind unknown fear
Yet end can be peaceful if all concerns are well addressed
There is not much left behind or to be confessed
We all know about the divine layers
We memorize and repeat it in prayers
If we surrender to sub conscience in time
The end may not that painful sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Death is a part of all our lives. Whether we like it or not, it is bound to happen. Instead of avoiding thinking about it, it is better to understand its meaning. We all have the same body, the same human flesh, and therefore we will all die. There is a big difference, of course, between natural death and accidental death, but basically death will come sooner or later. If from the beginning your attitude is "Yes, death is part of our lives," then it may be easier to face.
quote by Dalai Lama
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Death is.....
Death is peaceful
Death is sharp pain in my heart
Death is feeling sadness
Death is deppresion
death is when my loved ones have gone away
Death is when i give up the fight
Death is when i cant think about whats right
Death is a good thing on my behalf
Death started when i gained life
Death is where ill go
Death is near
Death is what i see
Death lives inside of me
DEATH WILL STOP MY MISERY
poem by Angelique Paniagua
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Death I Do Not Fear
Death I do not fear
Because it will come one year
Live forever I will not
For everyones fate is to die and rot
Fearing death is a waste of time
For this is how I felt when I wrote this rhyme
Though I wish to live forever you see
Death is only for an eternity
So on a rainy day in a graveyard
Please send no flowers, pictures, or cards
For death did not scare me in life
And my death was natural with no gun or knife
poem by Joshua Johnson
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So Natural
Chorus:
Its so natural the way you touch me
So natural the way you run your fingers through my hair
Its so natural the way you make me feel like Im a lady
Its so natural the way you care
Its so natural
When I feel low. you pull me higher
You warm me up, set me on fire
Well theres no way in this world
I could ever be without you
You come home, and I am waiting for you
To come over and give me hungry kisses
Of love, of love, so true
And theres no way in this world
I could ever be without you
(chorus)
With hands so warm, you touch my very soul
You pull me closer, so I wont feel the cold
Just love, love, your love, so true
And theres no way in this world
I could ever be without you
Swimming in the love you give me
Its so natural
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What's natural and right is to go with the energy of how it all has to work together. What's natural and right is interconnectedness, not individualism. What is natural and right is respect for the system, not killing the system. What's natural and right is love.
quote by Susan Powter
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The Colour Of Death
Death is an art, more colourfull than the blue sky
No painters and composer can frame it
Death is much softer than the flying feather
It has a sweet soft music
Only the death traveller can listen it.
Death is more natural than the life
Life makes living cry weep and scream
But death is full of peace
No fury no anger, its just sleepy
Death is not greedy and demanding like life.
Life is a basket of greeds and desires
It desires to hold everything till the last breath
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Colour Of Death
Death is an art, more colourfull than the blue sky
No painters and composer can frame it
Death is much softer than the flying feather
It has a sweet soft music
Only the death traveller can listen it.
Death is more natural than the life
Life makes living cry weep and scream
But death is full of peace
No fury no anger, its just sleepy
Death is not greedy and demanding like life.
Life is a basket of greeds and desires
It desires to hold everything till the last breath.
poem by Devil Poet
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Its Only Natural
Ice will melt, water will boil
You and I can shake of this mortal coil
Its bigger than us
You dont have to worry about it
Ready or not, here comes the drop
You feel lucky when you know where you are
You know its gonna come true
Here in your arms I remember
Its only natural that I should want to be there with you
Its only natural that you should feel the same way too
Its easy when you dont try going on first impressions
Man in a cage has made his confession now
Youve seen me at my worst
And it wont be the last time Im down there
I want you to know I feel completely at ease
Read me like a book thats fallen down
Between your knees, please
Let me have my way with you
Its only natural that I should want to be there with you
Its only natural that you should feel the same way too
Its circumstantial, its nothing written in the sky
And we dont have to try
But well be shaking like mud, buildings of glass
Sink in to the bay, theyll be under the rocks again
You dont have to say
I know youre afraid
Its only natural that I should want to be there with you
Its only natural that you should feel the same way too
Its circumstantial, its something I was born to
Its only natural, can I help it if I want to
song performed by by Crowded House
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Death is not natural for a state as it is for a human being, for whom death is not only necessary, but frequently even desirable.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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A Fresh Endeavour
So now I've taken leave of life,
I thought you'd like to know, I still
Possess a mind in love, oh wife;
A soulful eye to catch a show of
Silent beauty – ever yours;
An ear to pick the metaphors
Of tonal dance in words you say,
Grasp a thought in verse you pray
Inside your head, bemused of mind,
Softly mournful, intertwined with
Understanding tears.
I'll drift a whisper o'er to you
To tell that I am quietly calm;
Keeping time till your adieu
To flesh, upon the carol of a
Psalm of consummation. Now!
A fresh endeavour – we're forever
One together, resting yonder,
Cross our open plane of blue.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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