Death

A stab at why people are taken from morality's grasp.

Flames and crosses,

That burn the soul,

Didn't come from that black hole,

Knives and blades,

To cut and scar,

Didn't come from afar,

Ropes and chain,

To buckle and tie,

Didn't come from that blue sky,

Goodnight my friend,

To sleep and dream,

Tomorrow wont come,

As it did seem.

Reviews

[LA Lorena]

Hmmmn. Pretty deep thinking to be engaged in at 5 am and only one cup of coffee under my belt. I see this as morality, and the loss thereof, of not being attributable to outside forces, but as something that comes from within, an inherent condition, not learned behavior. At any rate, it is thought provoking, well written and substantive.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the logic of this poem. Death is not mystery. Come from the violence and real weapons of life. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[RidingTheWind]

The way you've shown the loss of morality can't be blamed on anyone else has worked really nicely here.

[roy mccarthy]

great write,
the ending is awesome!

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokhar..]

Goodnight my friend,
To sleep and dream,
Tomorrow wont come,
As it did seem


You speak the truth :)

[raindroplove]

good use of words

[sherwin]

Nice unpretentious work. Good job.

[E.Gleaves]

maybe comparing death with the lost of morality isn't the best comparison. death is the end of something, but the lost of morality is more of a transformation. I think the metaphor of corruption would suit better here.

[Sujash I. Purna]

beautiful work on death. Soothing on a death-stricken heart.