Death's memento moriA Poem by The Cobra Lounge
Thank you Rick for helping me with this revision.
As a young child on a Sunday morning, I remember the preacher man saying:
"God help the soul that refuses to drink from the blood of the lamb!"
You were born into this world as nothing more than a dirty thumbprint."
"God will spit, WIPE, and then you're gone........................"
I'm 33 now, trying to live life as a non-believer.
The bible thumping left a bad taste in my mouth.
This gives me peace, to not be wrapped up in scripture.
If I don't believe in God, then there must be no HELL.
I never saw the bullet coming, I just remember running!
I cradled my head as my mortality dripped with red.
And then I saw him, like a thief in the night.
God help me, what a hideous site!
Death's memento mori, he mocked me in his decay,
his shadowed hands eclipsing my verve.
Expired......I began to see the dead; feel the unheard.
My vital force, displaced in his world, I awoke.
I stood to behold, Death's wealthy estate,
material goods and souls without fate.
All of this merchandised, and shelved with a date.
he gave out a SHOUT!
"Choose" he said.
"But choose wisely!"
He began to showcase before me
an interesting meal, hot off an offering plate.
A devil's pact seasoned with silver and gold
representing the covenant, waiting to be sold.
And this is what I saw:
A tree of life
sprouting images of fear.
An offer of exchange:
one more year of MY life
for my daughter of eight
A return to earth
as a paralytic, mute
and deaf in my ears.
Death seemed annoyed, as I turned in disgust.
Feeling desperate now, my eyes wondered over to a
carpenter's cup covered in time, covered in dust.
Thirsty and dry.............I began to cry.
"Can I see?"
"May I drink?"
Death handed over his "mirage" of a cup.
Inside I saw many visions; the sacrifice of the living Christ.
Wine prepared and shared at the last supper.
I could see the sacrificial lamb.
I could see the fountain of life.
I was about to take a sip when Death said,
"It's too late to drink from this cup!"
He grabbed it away.................
"Pick your plate."
"You had your chance!"
"You're mine now!"
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