Memento Mori
By: Abe Sierra Jr.

 

The sun will set
on all of us who labor
the dusk will grant us rest 
 

The night will crawl and creep her way
into our tired eyes 
 

These burdens on our shoulders
are only for a moment, they're only for a day
 

When night arrives, she'll kindly lay us down to sleep
to mend the pains of being human; repose is on its way 
 

The sun will set
on all of us eventually

granting us relief
 

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The End.