Death And His Miracle - Poem by Guinevere Eveleigh
Are you skeleton or are you mortal?
Are you cloaked or are you armoured?
Do you carry a sword or is it a scythe?
Do you ride a green horse or is it a steed of a phantom white?
When will you come
For me or the world?
will you come today?
A month, a year or years in thousand
Why does nobody heed your faculty
To end all misery in a demising body
That you weapon has the power to slice away all agony
You bring a miracle that no human will ever grasp
And what is death to the sight of a glance
And i don't think anybody alive will know
Till death comes ready to take us to our new splendid home
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