They did not speak of death
But went round and round the subject deviously.
They were out of breath
With keeping it at bay. When would they see
That they were burdened with
Dying like other men?
Immediate mourners know the whole of grief
When they've seen the dying in pain
And the gradual move toward the end of life.
O death comes again and again
And starts with the crying child and the doctor's knife.
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