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Death is an intruder; Not a Ruler

It interrupts your conversation without permission,
Breaks up relationships in a second.
You barely have time to say goodbye
Before death's cold hands begin to make you cry.

Death cares little about your vision for a bright future
It puts a full stop when you’re just about ready to put your plans on paper.
Wish you had more time to finish that conversation,
You’d better be ready, for death is an intruder.

How to deal with such a mighty foe you ask?
That stops the rich as well as the poor in the middle of their task.
Death has a full stop; a boundary it cannot pass.
When Jesus says arise! The saints will resurrect at last!

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