Death Why Dost Thou Kill The Youngst? Poem Rhyme Scheme

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The grey are borers	A
Who suck the life remnant	B
Of the youngst and watch	C
Them clash cycles on the highways	A
And gaze at them in long woods	A
Laid upon shoulders to where they	D
Are matched beyond with only	E
One possession of the world	F
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The gray who sit on cloth sacks	A
Trampling the world on three legs	A
Who match with our hands	A
Entwined into their rusky bony	E
Sides of no earthly flesh	G
Who lie on strong beds awaiting	H
Our most pampering care	I
That suck many a number to depression	J
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Why dosth thou the gray not bow to earth	K
If you have not paid death	L
Your good friend with our lives	A
When you have feasted him	M
On the dinning table	N
Where you spill our blood	O
To dwell gain in hundred folds	A
And the youngst in twenties	A
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When hath the death who hath	P
All year long lurked in woods	A
Disembodied ever full of flesh	G
When you with no heart on	Q
Would still boldly take mine	R
And leave agots upon	Q
A feast upon the body after which	S
They still partake of its glory	E
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Death why dosth thou kill the youngst	O
If you have not accepted the token	J
From our gray who dined you	T
On our toils and fed you on our	U
Flesh and bath you in our blood	O
And lay you upon our hearts of	V
Tremendous facilitation	J
Which our very lives dwell on	Q
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You hath seen the youngst in toil	W
Where they suffer to gain a living	H
You had not for once helped out	O
When even on sick beds still	X
They moil to survive a day	O
Through the four walls of education	J
You had with your bold eyes seen	Y
But had given no helping hand	O
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Then why do thou	Z
Take them away when they triumph	A2
when with their gowns overflowing	H
with a cap hanging above their head	O
and in rows snapshots of joy	B2
when they had worked files in hand	O
and settled in offices	A
you became a visitor on barefoot	O
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you laid traps on highways	A
waiting them to fall prey	O
for the next feasting in the woods	A
where he shall stiff lie	C2
in woods and be trodden upon	Q
deep cries and wails	A
and wives on whites	A
and husbands on whites	A
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and death so kind that	O
The young have grown so old	O
And the old grown so young	D2
That I myself don t know where I lie	C2
Whether I grow so old or young	D2
Sure I still pay the debt	O
Cause even the gray die	C2
And death takes back hand	O

Benjamin Chikezie

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