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I think my words are
self-explanatory...

I wrote this poem during the Vietnam War after hearing so often of families receiving telegrams from the US Government "regretting to inform them of their son's/daughter's death." And now, we're embroiled in yet another war... Iraq. When will it all end?"

I found out that my ex left me so that she could have an abortion.

If you are a movie buff, this one is sort of "The Mummy" meets "Night of the Living Dead."

the sands of time are slowly trickling away.
After all are we not all mortal in the end?

Death can take a long time.It sometimes can take years before you realise you are dead.
The lucky ones go quick.
Like a cancer it destroys the brain.
Torturing your family in the process