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A poem about the right side of life and death, where we are and where we are going.

-Slipping The Hand-
Keaton Foster

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Do right
Be right
Walk straight
Follow the path
Never turn back
Make your way
Life awaits
A livable feast of time
I know that you are starving
Consume all that you can
But be assured
My gluttonous friend
In a matter of time
A factual byproduct of life
Will sneak up
And strike you down
The grave
Will become home
No longer your skin and bones
You must face your doom
With courage
Full of spite
The powers that be
Always watching
Pointing down
Feel their wrath
Or refuse it outright
The choice is yours
It must always be
A human condition
Without interruption
Devoid of interference
The soul you call home
Is, and will always be yours
Slipping the hand
Making your plan
Except fate or deny it
Embrace faith or refuse it
All that is and could be
Matters none
Under the same sun
We live
Nothing more
Everything less
With a flash of light
What comes next
Exist within that finite
Second between life and death
In that space
In that place
All that you have done
All that you have failed to do
Will be exposed
A never ending picture
Will ring true
For eternity you will
See it with absolute clarity…

Slipping The Hand
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.

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