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Words of the death reaper
I am the death reaper and I have come for your life.
You may object, but it is your time to die.
I am the one who will assist you in the ‘dieing deed.’
Leave your body now / come follow me.
There is no more living for you in this mortal earthly shell.
I will take you to heaven, I will you to hell.
I will take you to wherever you want to go,
where I take you, only you know.
So take my hand, / you must now
severe the bonds to this life, to this body that you belong.
Think of me as nothing but a revolving door,
and hold my hand and simply, ‘imagine more.’
Do not fear; we have met before you must remember now
that I am in all things that ‘come and go.’
Hold my hand and I will show you more.
And think of me as nothing but a ‘revolving door.’
© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au 30/7/99 dominicj7@poetry.net.au