The anticipation of Death
bites harder than Itself;
a prolonged state of injury
that bleeds before the blow.
Death's a medicine for fear,
a quencher to him attached to life
who recites his daily salvation.
to get it done and over with.
How very true, the anticipation is always worse than the outcome, even in the case of death. Excellent poem---Melvina---
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
What a fine poem! your insight is definately 20/20 on thi one, Melanie. Kindest regards, Sandra