We are incapable of rest.
Our society is relentless
always going
always expanding
always moving.
We have ceased to be still.
From day of birth,
to day of death
Our minds filled with thoughts
of Manifest Destiny
and the curse of placidity.
But there is a day
that reaches everyone
when the earth will take our last breath,
and disperse it.
Then,
only then,
will we be still.
Once they are gone,
let them rest.
Do not dress in elaborate affairs of black
with hopes that it will bring them back
They are already gone.
Let them feel the peace
the tranquility
that society never has.
Let them rest.
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