DEATH CHANT

by Modar Neznanich

From darkness we are born to light;

In light we bear joy and sorrow;

To which we bear memories.

May the gods above be kind to man,

For they are orphans of time.

And, O gods, be gentle to me,

For I am an infant again;

Newborn into darkness.

For I am the past,

And also the future.

For while I am life,

I must also be death.

©1998, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006  Ron Knight/Modar Neznanich

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