I'm in slow mode tonight and therefore I leave you with another of my poems. Not a very nice one, but
Death Your Mean
Death I hate you for taking what your want
Your power is greater than all powers
Death I hate you for taking what your want
Your power is greater than all powers
It’s out of nowhere that you are sent
To make everything so permanent
Couldn’t you turn your back and go away
Instead of reaching out to cause dismay
Oh many a night I’ve heard you say
To make everything so permanent
Couldn’t you turn your back and go away
Instead of reaching out to cause dismay
Oh many a night I’ve heard you say
I’ll be around without delay
I don’t need you! I don’t want you here
Where you are so very near
You’re like a shadow casting grief
Depriving everyone of eternal belief
I hate you and your uncaring ways
You’ve got us numbered by the days
Go away and leave me alone
For my sins give me time to atone
I don’t want to know your feats
I don’t even want no front row seats
Leave me in back and extend my time
I want to live to be my prime
But you’re a nuisance who waits around
Pestering me till I’m in the ground
You reek of vengeance and your intentions
Are set you won’t be satisfied till we have met
I don’t need you! I don’t want you here
Where you are so very near
You’re like a shadow casting grief
Depriving everyone of eternal belief
I hate you and your uncaring ways
You’ve got us numbered by the days
Go away and leave me alone
For my sins give me time to atone
I don’t want to know your feats
I don’t even want no front row seats
Leave me in back and extend my time
I want to live to be my prime
But you’re a nuisance who waits around
Pestering me till I’m in the ground
You reek of vengeance and your intentions
Are set you won’t be satisfied till we have met
gloria
Sending you lots of supportive vibes! I'm so keenly aware of death in our lives since our son died. It wasn't something so present every moment till then. It is a very odd feeling to be in relationship with my own mortality since seeing my son returned to me in the marble cremation jar. Anyway...not sure why I'm sharing all that, but those are the things that came to the surface when I was reading your piece. Lots of miracles to you!
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Hi motherhenna. I know the feeling. It just never goes away but we have to keep moving and try to make each day count. Thank you for your kind words and ditto. Have a great weekend and thanks for stopping by.
ReplyDeleteGloria, I see that you are a Capricorn, like me : ) Care to share your birthday?
ReplyDeleteAmy, I am Capricorn. It's on day 12 and I guess I pretty much fit the bill of that sign. :) Thx for stopping by and talk to your later.
ReplyDeletei hate it too and the incaring ways but it is part of life
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