SILVER AND GOLD

birth comes first, so we are told

and all else is but silver and gold

 

silver and gold

silver and gold

 

this cacophonic life

is but silver and gold

 

we once were made, to dust we return

some get buried and some get burned

 

silver and gold

silver and gold

 

birth comes first and death is the end

and all of our poems are temporarily lent

 

silver and gold

silver and gold

 

once we were made, and soon we are gone

the only things left, mere scratches upon stone

 

we all have lived and we all shall die

from earth to earth, and then to sky

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