Equal in Death

Whether it is in a casket more pure than me,
or dumped into the deep, dark, blue sea.
We are all equal on judgment day.
From the moment we stand in front of His chair
to the moment our heart is weighed to a feath’r,
we are all equal.
From the moment that we slowly start to rest,
to the moment we take our final breath,
we are all equal.

Now let me ask you a question, right now.
Not a silly one, no, not silly or fake.
Why are we the, but not now, right now?
How does He or She or Them or nobody
see, when we cannot see equal in ourselves?

“Equal in Death”

Ethan Huang

 
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Ethan

VT

15 years old

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