Then I woke up confused and
hungry,
I had not taken anything the past
night,
My rather hard stomach was now
becoming light,
I could feel the worms inside
fighting for a drop of saliva I swallowed,
One that got with pleasure in my
intestines they wallowed,
But only a hot meal that could
burn their skin followed,
I could only imagine waking up of
this hard surfaced bed,
I have seen years pass, I have even
bled,
Cover to cover of each book I have
red,
To a congregation of one, am
alone caged.
I’m a prisoner,
In a solitary confinement,
I cannot even interact with
fellow inmates,
If this continues I’ll turn to be
a hybrid primate,
I’d rather make a further mistake
for them to eliminate.
Death has become my friend,
I talk to grim daily we blend,
A reason for him not to take me
until the end,
He has been lonely and with me he
can never pretend,
He intimidated but with me he cannot
offend,
I have become dead since the day I
was penned.
I have become grims advocate,
He tell me whose life is next,
I have seen him break my family’s
necks,
As he takes lives without a
muscle flex,
His joy as he hopes I’ll take
over ones he’s gone,
I am his only son,
We are two but one,
A reason to wright this warns.
As we enjoy life,
Don’t put it by the knife,
We are all grims advocate,
We choose who dies if we are
careless of ours,
It might take some more hours,
But once the devil comes, he will
take us by crumbling frightening showers.
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