Death’s the Sequel

By Wyatt Sarrazin

Death is equal, Death is grand

He plays no favorites

takes no command

He holds sway over all

from the water to the land.


He takes us away with a slight of hand.

We strike up the band in remembrance

of our fallen comrade’s benevolence.


They ask forgiveness and repentance

as they take their last breath of independence.

But death doth not care on the other hand

For Death is grand,

but he’s only the sequel.