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DEATH 8 : SONNET 15

The 'self'-possess'd fanatics run the course
Of violence n vainglory o'er th' innocent
And wreck sore havoc on them no remorse
By force of money, muscle and armament.
Marauders do proclaim invincible 
Are they. But has it ever been proved so ?
All powers of the mortal formidable 
However, crush'd are all by The Ultimate's Blow.
The might of death is mightiest of all mights;
From hell to heaven, devils and despots - all
In graves are buried, whoe'er inflicted plights 
And wish'd to hold the fortune of the whole...
Live as you may, but death does triumph always.
And gospelic forebodes this 'mortal presage'.

-- N P SAMAL

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