Death Cast A Shadow Poem by RONALD K SSEKAJJA

Death caught me, past lines fading
And I met the eyes of my maker
And tell you what, it's quite chilling
Living past lines of the quiet seeker
And hold my heart cold
I now know what men behold
When nothing is left but their awaiting death

Death cast a shadow and the veil covers my eyes
That while men sojourn on this troubled earth
We will still see none but the bleeding skies
Our hearts faints for lack of hope after birth
And with the sword raised up as such
We all breathed our last in a sigh

For troubled is life and even when I breath
I know I am dead to it all and with joy I say it in a sigh

© Ssekajja k Ronald 2013