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‘Καθαρότησ εν Χάροσ’ (Purity in Death)
By: pxc

Sometimes a man may go through life
Never knowing pain or strife
Ignorant of his evil, he lies
In a wail his deaf ears do not hear, the world cries

He moves through life as an imitator
An accuser, never seeing the true perpetrator
Screaming wildly
Pointing blindly

He judges the innocent
Overlooking the sentenced
Until the final revelation
Brings him self-condemnation

Into his own flesh he drives his blade
Regretting the mistakes that he made
The blood pours out
But his soul flutters about

For all the blood his heart is drained
His soul pours out impurities once contained
And when the blood leaves the corpse but a withered shell
His soul will rejoice; spared its fearsome hell

As he dies he serves the dead
And though the ground is stained crimson red
And he grows more ragged with every breath
The man who could not see finds purity in death.

Article Source: http://journal.ilovephilosophy.com

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