Analysis of Unbiased
He plays a deadly game each day
And then again at night.
He never has a holiday
But looks for his next fight.
He has no prejudice or hate.
Nor bias guiding him.
He never minds if he must wait
Each choice is just a whim.
Compassion's not a choice of his.
He cares not for your pain.
That is just how he always is;
Existence all in vain!
But please do not be filled with fear.
Death comes to everyone!
Just grow your faith 'fore death is near,
Don't wait till it's begun!
| Scheme | ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
| Metre | 11010111 010111 1101010 111111 11110011 110101 11011111 111101 110111 111111 1111111 010101 11111111 11110 11111111 111101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 472 |
| Words | 109 |
| Sentences | 11 |
| Stanzas | 4 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 16 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 90 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 24 |
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Death
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Written on April 09, 2024
Submitted by stevec.24118 on April 09, 2024
Modified by stevec.24118 on April 09, 2024
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