Tag Archives: Death

Tombs

Great men die, and so they lie
In their tombs and graves
Glorified, magnified
By their followers and slaves

Quiet mounds on the Downs
Lasting through the many ages
May cover cruel tyrants
Rather than wise sages

All men must die, all tombs will lie

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond

https://howardwilliamsblog.wordpress.com/2016/11/10/archaeologists-agree-that-most-ancient-tombs-were-built-for-complete-aholes/

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Graveyard shift

Graveyard shift

In old Malay, draped in forest, lies heat swamped George Town
Where abandoned colonial mansions rot in new technological haze
Forsaken, cracked, diminished, atrophied
Yet evening jazz drifts from broken windows, lights flicker, shadows dance
New tenants, just for the graveyard shift

Old hotel, four square and white, now has modern facilities, pools, spa
The private beach, golden, secluded, is a long walk but a short drive
Courtesy coaches ply the mountain road past decaying  tombs
Extra guests take the last ride of the day, leaving the driver fevered
New passengers, starting the graveyard shift

Copyright © 2017  Kim Whysall-Hammond

 

….retold from anecdotes told to me by Nesa………. thank you……….

Open Sky

Infall

Protons

Particles

Masses

Bathed

Photons

Neutrinos

Light is lifegiver and deathbringer
The open sky pretends to shield
But cannot fully

The vagaries of the universe
Plague our houses, peck out our DNA

Ozone and magnetosphere have allowed us to live
To evolve and think
Think ourselves safe

Knowledge is perhaps power
But it reveals destiny

Infalling rock
Or the next local supernova
And we are gone

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond