Saturday, October 10, 2020

Letter to my death

Dear death,
Meet me soon,
as I am worried and frightened,
Of the events happening around us.
I know you will come,
But I don't know when!
I know you are powerful,
But you are not masked,
Like the ones who surround us.
Meet me soon without delay
As you are not cruel,
Like the barbaric leaders.
Meet me soon to sanctify us.

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