Death Knock Poem by Hanan Muzafar
Death Knock
You don't know his coming,
but death is certain;
Raven on your roof,
dog's howl at night, or a cat's cry.
The ground beneath, you loose,
Breath slow, and falling,
Into a void of nothingness:
For birth, death is evident.
Bustle in eyes, tremble in feet,
and numbness in your soul;
Death is a battle between,
body and soul:
Your heart turned to stone,
before it beats last.
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