“Words, words,
words.”
— Hamlet (2.2)
List #6: (i) inevitably, (j) cremate
So, inevitably, all we humans will find
That we’re not all that special—not some “other” kind.
Though it seems that we rule all the sea and the earth—
And we’re taught to believe this not much after birth—
When we die (as we will), and they’re choosing our stones,
Well, the fires will just roar—and they’ll cremate our bones!
And so like other creatures, we’re mortal, you see?
At least you are, I know—though I’m not sure of me!
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