Analysis of THE SWEET SOUND OF DEATH

The sweet sound of death
Plays like a mandolin,
Eerie, creepy, certitude
A lover you welcome in.

Embracing death tightly
A sweetheart from olden times,
Submissively you lay you down
Your heart, your soul, your mind.

Magnificently the end doth come
To those who pass on unafraid,
The best-laid plans of mice and men
Will soon be all unmade.

Sweet violins sing to you
A haunting tune of life near end,
You welcome death ‘to your abode
You lover, mentor, friend.

Cherubs sing you to your rest
Unbroken sleep eternal,
Where dreamers dream within their tomb
Of far off times external.

A sweet dirge calls you in the night
To waft you off to slumber,
So lay you down in twilight’s arms
On earth a darkened umber.

THE END
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Melbourne, Victoria, Australia