Prophecy

Prophecy

A Poem by Atarun
"

It's already late, my friend. Prepare yourself.

"

Love as if the future did not exist,
Love will guide you through life mist.
Hate foes as if they were already dead,
Or by revenge you will be led.
And hope as if you weren't doomed to die,
Hope will help you as you pass by.

Don't listen to me, as you wish.
But, so soon, you will just vanish.
You don't believe me ? You are wrong.
Your remaining time is not long.
No time to waste, forgive, forget,
To make sure you will not regret.
Death, just in front of your door,
Will not wait for you anymore :
"It's time for you to get ready.
Just a last breath and follow me."

© 2009 Atarun


Author's Note

Atarun
One detail: in French, death is a feminine word, which is probably why I can only impersonate death as a female character (however creepy). Initially, the line "Death, just in front of your door" was "Lady Death, in front of your door". I still think it sounds better, but it may have surprised people who never ever pictured death as a female persona XD

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Atarun
Atarun

Tokyo, Japan



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