Old Face Poem by GUY MAGGIO

Run from who? Your beast within it starts showing itself passage in your 50s the decay has started run 🏃‍♂️ you dying corpse I see your mold and mildew I could smell you a mile away
Run and hide it will bring diseases and pain and unimaginable suffering. Soon you are wearing a death mask so the grave will recognize you when you enter its grip. Run old man your steps are slowly getting heavy until it sinks in your heavy load of waste. Run 🏃‍♂️ and be no more my monster friend death will be your freedom.