Death Doesn’t Care

Death doesn’t care

about your beauty,

the delicacy of your belief,

the purity of your sorrow

or the price of your memory.

Death doesn’t care.

We care.

Home sapiens care.

Why do you stare?

Doesn’t look like we care?

Doesn’t look very fair?

Too little everywhere,

too much up there?

Welcome to money’s world.

Money doesn’t care.

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(Note: The skeleton in the picture doesn’t need to be regarded as a needle. It can, but it’s not mandatory.) 

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I’m too young to die. 

Wrong answer.

What was the question?

You only get two chances. Are you ready?

No!

Wrong answer again.

Dartwill Aquila

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