Crying Death
Death cried
On the sleeping cemetery
Death sobbed
Around the teary morgue
Patients laughed
On sick beds
Victims smiled
And made mockery.
What had happened
To unfaithful death?
Why has he bow before man?
Perhaps, patients and victims pleaded for life.
Why the joyful moment?
Oh! Indeed! Death
Have lost its price.
The frustration
The sorrow
The screaming
The sleepless night
To flee from the span
Of after life
Shall come to pass
Here comes death in sorrow
He now mourns his mourners
Empty grave has he left now.
But...
Death frowned to man,
He have relented destroying them.
For man to ridicule him(death), then
Both should suffers be.
He(death) rubbed the tears
With the decayed sand
And smiled;
Man will one day long to die.
When patients took
The license from death,
When man thought
He had defeated death,
And dine with the
Angels of darkness,
The saddest moment seized at him(man).
Man now begs for death
To carry him away.
Death then sighed
With joy
But have regretted
Suffering from stomach ache.
"I'm coming for you" he(death) said;
"For it have been decades I've fueled
My stomach" (grave)
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© K.Asare-Bediako
On the sleeping cemetery
Death sobbed
Around the teary morgue
Patients laughed
On sick beds
Victims smiled
And made mockery.
What had happened
To unfaithful death?
Why has he bow before man?
Perhaps, patients and victims pleaded for life.
Why the joyful moment?
Oh! Indeed! Death
Have lost its price.
The frustration
The sorrow
The screaming
The sleepless night
To flee from the span
Of after life
Shall come to pass
Here comes death in sorrow
He now mourns his mourners
Empty grave has he left now.
But...
Death frowned to man,
He have relented destroying them.
For man to ridicule him(death), then
Both should suffers be.
He(death) rubbed the tears
With the decayed sand
And smiled;
Man will one day long to die.
When patients took
The license from death,
When man thought
He had defeated death,
And dine with the
Angels of darkness,
The saddest moment seized at him(man).
Man now begs for death
To carry him away.
Death then sighed
With joy
But have regretted
Suffering from stomach ache.
"I'm coming for you" he(death) said;
"For it have been decades I've fueled
My stomach" (grave)
@WriteYou
#Penmore
© K.Asare-Bediako