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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