o' death

o' death

A Poem by manchilld99


o' death

you have come not for me

but just to let me see

you are never far


you need always be close

where the living leave

suddenly, slowly, inexplicably

you leer, don't hide your face


i saw your face

in my mother's eyes

as we all had gathered

to lay my brother to rest


was that your way

did you mean to say

that she would be next

and then she was next


in the pitiful wimper

of a cancerous dog

you foretold his demise

and another brother's soon


the older i grow

the more i know you

and more and more you take

and less and less i have left


these lost pieces of my life

you have in your store

you prepare a place for me

custom made by the minute


o' death

take all that is dear

until when you come for me

i'll have nothing to lose


do not come yet for me

but take my life every day

slowly, until none is left

and then i will be ready



doug curry

september 29, 2012

© 2012 manchilld99

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It appears that death has been a close companion to you. I too, have had my brother and mother die, and my first love, as well. I think it changes your perspective on death, but more importantly-life.

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rochester, NY

I write poems and stories, and have broadcast a blues show on the radio since 1982. I am from Harlem, currently live in Rochester, NY, but have been around. more..