Lyric Poem · Death & Loss
Do People moulder equally
Do People moulder equally,
They bury, in the Grave?
I do believe a Species
As positively live
As I, who testify it
Deny that I — am dead —
And fill my Lungs, for Witness —
From Tanks — above my Head —
I say to you, said Jesus —
That there be standing here —
A Sort, that shall not taste of Death —
If Jesus was sincere —
I need no further Argue —
That statement of the Lord
Is not a controvertible —
He told me, Death was dead —
This poem is in the public domain.
“Do People moulder equally” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/do-people-moulder-equally
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