NOT AT ONCE

Death striketh not at once. From the conception of man it was. And it has thrived without a single pause. Slowly it eats into men’s course. Their flesh, bones and cores. Until it halts their life source. As man lives on, death lives on too. And a part of death leaves as each man leaves too. Therefore, for each man there’s his own death. From his birth right to his own death. Slowly each man pays death his debt. The debt the first man couldn’t pay. Death striketh not at once. It is and will be as it was!