La Santa Muerte

A Poem by Craig John Edwards

La Santa Muerte

Beat the marching drums with our bones

We take the road to the unknown

In the very end when all is done

We will rise into the midnight sun

As our bodies turn to dust

In death we all must trust

She will come and take us all

To collect our souls as we fall.

Craig Edwards.

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Added on June 7, 2015
Last Updated on June 7, 2015
Tags: La Santa Muerte, Santa Muerte, Death, Angel of Death, religion

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