A Compendium of Works by Rev. Jacob G. Dodd

The Death Song

The strength of men
Comes from thought.
The strength of fear
Comes from rot.
Some are brave
And some are not.
At the perfect moment
Take your shot.

Close your eyes
And hear your soul.
Let your hand
Find their goal.
Fight through the fear
Of growing old.

Death is noble,
Death is kind.
We can leave the chaos
All behind.
Erase those who doubt you
From your mind.

The dawn comes tomorrow.
Not all will see it.
There is no sorrow.
It is defeated!


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