Walking With Death Poem by Nate Mojica
Walking With Death
a cool puff of smoke
flares up into the night sky
one hit of indo
has me feeling real fly
as i walk the starry night
in the
moon shadowed cemetery
the gravestones speak to me
its peaceful out here right? ?
you have no enemy's
no change of pace...
to the thought of death
you could release your mind
with an unholy check
walk with death? ?
after a fair well to life...
you could break all the rules
without a care in sight
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5/9/2024 8:21:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A ghost whispers or the wandering dead souls, death is peace and calm when you've reached your final destination, which is Heaven.Forget not, transition from Hell could be part of the package.Excellent writes Nate.