oh all are slain except the one who slays

oh all are slain except the one who slays
for more are born that must be put to death
the slain move on, the slayer always stays

oh neither gazer nor the man who prays
could spend eternity moving his breath
oh all are slain except the one who slays

for who would usher out from nature's plays
the sons of Adam, Cain, Abel and Seth?
the slain move on, the slayer always stays

the crusty few who've spread most far their days
have also met the blade of silent Death
oh all are slain except the one who slays

the richness of the wealthy never pays
for an exception, gold's worth less than breath
the slain move on, the slayer always stays

with sharpened blade for all in wait he lays
to cleave into and rend the flesh from breath
oh all are slain except the one who slays
the slain move on, the slayer always stays

(C)2009, Christos Rigakos