Equality

Equality

A Poem by M A R C U S (aesthetic)

He will come to you

Wearing the costume of your death

To destroy the identity that you have construed.

And when you’re there with your last breath
You’ll realize the fabric of your life was untrue,

It mattered not how much money you accrued,

It’s all the same in Death’s view.

© 2017 M A R C U S (aesthetic)


Author's Note

M A R C U S (aesthetic)
Inspired by a documentary on Anton LaVey

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Added on October 16, 2017
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