Death By Poetry Poem by Jack Ashenden

Oh why do I mourn the loss of my life?
this mediocre poetry does say.
For I am alive and suffer no strife
and so far have kept the reaper away.
Oh why am I angry, full of fury?
this mediocre poetry does say.
For many I love, and many love me
yet not yet secure do I feel today.
Oh why do I fear you and your judgement?
this mediocre poetry does say.
Few points do I get, no advice is sent
and I wonder what words you'll give me today.
This poetry is mediocre, true -
But how would you feel if this poet was you?