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Have you watched Death live?
Have you been in the arena when the duel is between,
Death and a man?
Have you been in the waters,
when a crocodile makes contact with its prey?
Or have you been chosen to cover the play?
Have you seen a pair of eyes drowning in their own socket,
At that moment when even miracles can only just pray.
Have you seen the action, have you observed the flay,
When there's a divorce hearing between body and soul?
Have you watched Death live?
Describe the soprano of the solo of the mother,
When the light bulb goes off, and the boy was her only.
What's the ritual dance immediately the heart beat ceases?
When death gives the Judas kiss,
when art and science look at each other's face and shake their heads.
Read for me the notes written for the choir of pain, gently.
And the heavy hum of our hearts to the transcendental tear. .
Then briefly, very briefly discuss the color of fear.
Have you watched Death live,
have you heard the negotiations,
between a woman and Death for her only child?
Have you witnessed that moment when death walks in,
and calm stands up and leaves?
Have you watched the fight of Death and a child,
on a six spring bed?
Here's a pen, paint the scene before the spirit fled.
Living has many parts.
And there are rooms you will never see.
Like every movie, life leaves behind damaged things.
And sometimes those things are men.
And there are those that must watch life's executions.
These are not lucky and when they talk its not to explain.
For we are not all bowls for the same kind of memories,
So we may not all watch Death live.
And that's why there are stories, stories like this.
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