Hanging On

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Diverting his eyes from that last final hour,
denying death its due

His conscience and awareness tight in his grip,
ownership unrenewed

Both arms around life, he's forever rejected,
blinded as time starts to bleed

Meeting the end in a loss of control
—damned by what he won't concede

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October,2020)
Sunday, October 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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L Milton Hankins 11 October 2020
WOW! Well-written. I could see this old man so clearly.
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