Death Came to Me While I Was at a Meeting

Music: The Cuckoo. Sequenced by Barry Taylor.

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Death came to me while I was at a meeting, Opened up my chest and wandered in. Nor did it leave until a few days later, Satisfied it need not come again. It was a death both unforeseen and fitting, Living as I did for what I did, Being one averse to merely being, Engaged in service to the world I would. Remember me, then, as I was when death Made its sudden entrance to my heart: Attentive in my seat, my wife beside me, Night come, the meeting just about to start.