Death makes everyone equal though with this some may not agree
It does transcend the borders of inequality
James Shirley in his poem Death The Leveller said it all
The greatest to the scythe of Life's Reaper does fall
The remains of the one who knew of wealth and fame
In the cemetery as the deceased pauper the same
A mere fact of human life and fact never lie
We are born into life to eventually die
For the wealthiest like the poorest a last night and day
There are no lavish parties where dead people lay
In the darkness of the graves where silence is profound
Only earth worms live under cemetery ground
Though everyone with it may not agree
Death makes everyone equal is how it seems to be.
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