Death comes for all!

The flowers the lilies, they both could try. For all their beauty, in time they die. For death will come, to one and all. Laying lifeless and numb, while the standing fall. No re specter of persons, visiting small and great. Death chooses it's season, it seals the fate. Live life in peace, prepare, for basil's call. Then all will cease; death comes for all.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
Reflection.

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