Quatrain of Final Trip
That's it
The zealous smell of living, the
pungent smell of death, the
difference between
Heaven or
Hell,
It doesn't take a sharp nose to
detect the living from the
quiet, it is easy to
see and easy to
tell.
It is just as easy to know where
you are going when it
is time for you to
hear a warning
bell,
Little preparation is needed, little
in last minute conversation,
you already know
where you will
dwell.
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