Death Came To My Door
Death came to my room one Day
I heard a knock but did not answer
He peered through the keyholes
And at my window
And just would not let me be
I drew myself up into a ball and hid against cupboards lining the wall
It's long fingers found me there and slowly walked
across my hair
caressing my face and finding it bare
My breath caught in fear my eyes wide as saucer
Death was ugly and it had no hair
It looked at me and with a toothless grin
Pointed its fingers at my chest
My breath caught and now I thought
My ways of being have finally caught
Now death will surely take me where it aught
Then the need to fight suddenly came
And along the floorboard, I started to crawl
And death it seemed sensed a newfound energy in me hence
And began to dance and move about so in my state
It could finally take me to the pearly gates
I was young and quick and so I did not sigh
Nor did I tremble
I stood up and proudly espoused
No, no you won't take me to your door
A fight ensued and barely a whimper did I spew
I kicked and screamed and beat death down
And he gave in without a sound
He looked at me and I at him
Then slowly he went back to ground
He shook his head and at me, he grinned
A worthy opponent to his chagrin
We shook hands and away he went
I danced and pranced and punched the air
Cause death came to find me and I'm still here.
The Title was suggested by a Friend, however, the prose was written based on my interpretation.
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