Certainties you see.
Death, taxes and dishes
The holy trinity of endings.

Its all about nothing.
and divine meanings
End of life, end of wealth
end of dinner.

The disenfranchisement
of modern man
all picked and stripped
Bare, nude, naked
You bones, your wallet
And your crockery.

A conspiracy
lest you feel ease
or peace god forbid
for a moment secure
in your flesh, your wealth
or your own mess

Days of rapscallion delight
passing into raucous night
are gone dear men
and will not return
so clean up, pay up
and toes up.
Pay your way,
Wash or dry
And then die.

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

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