Friend Death

Friend Death

A Poem by ace80HD

Just a thought of welcoming death as a friend.


There is no escape from your still gaze.

Your eyes are the last I'll see when the day comes

for my days to end.

You'll look down on me-hopefully as a friend in waiting-

and welcome me to the fold behind the veil.

There is no escape from your calling.

Your voice is like eternity beckoning me

from time itself into the great unknown.

You'll whisper to me in a voice so clear-

a voice I've come to know so well.

There is no escape from your agenda.

Your sense of time is all your own;

to negotiate is futile.

Instead, you'll find me when you're ready,

and come with you, dear friend.

There is no escape from you, friend Death.

Your subtle nature will become so clear

to me, and to all at some point or another.

You'll make yourself known, and I won't fight the end.

© 2012 ace80HD

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Added on July 20, 2012
Last Updated on July 20, 2012
Tags: death, friend, welcome, eternity, dying, time, calling, veil



Online, you can all call me Ace. I'm more of a musician, but I enjoy writing as well...when I'm not suffering from writer's block. Other than that, I'm just another random guy you don't know, unless y.. more..