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Poem Of Death

I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.

Poem of Death

Poem of Death

Darkness falls upon your rotting carcass

As buzzards eye your decaying sight

The Devil rises from his chair of burning flame

His evil shines bright

You gasp for air but the wind hates your lungs

Water runs away from your flesh, cracking tongues

Death is certain, your wretched days are done

You call upon it quickly, you wish you had a gun

Pain echoes all over your body, mellow to the nerves

You try to hold a vision at the sun but all you see are vulture birds

You smell the rot, you stink of death

As the devil laughs, Jesus wept

Soon you will be just a part of the pass

Hitchhiking Lucifer’s ass

Worms will rent your flesh, you now become their main course

Hungry maggots once skinny, filled and stout

You feel the pain from the feeding parasites

Death draws nearer, demons smile

Your life begins to flash before your eyes

You remember your wicked mind and your hurtful lies

You wish you lived differently, you wish you were true

You wish you had not spat on the beggar on 7th Avenue

But now it is too late, your suffering and death is justified

Don’t bother to fan away the stinking flies

They come to clean up and lay their eggs

As your life disappears.

© 2019 Clive Williams

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