ladysighs

Sweet Death

I found some poems about death I’d written but never published. Perhaps the world’s problems and woes brought me to share them.

Dear sweet death I hear what you say
It’s like my mother calling me from play

Dear sweet death you I’ll gladly obey
But won’t you bid me come another day

I think of death at times
Pissed off that I must die
Now that I’m retired
I think and wonder why

How cruel are our masters
How corrupt is our world
Viciousness and vice
Always being unfurled

I hope that when we die
To each his own belief
We’re released from this quagmire
And finally find relief

Looking for a quiet place
Where no one is around
Looking for a silent space
Where no one makes a sound

Looking for a simple place
Where no one can be found
Looking for a soothing space
Where everything’s shut down

Last night I cried the tears did flow
Down my cheeks oh so slow
For I knew not how tomorrow would go

Last night I cried a silent weep
But my mind was fast asleep
Dreams are where death thoughts I keep

At 10 PM I tried to sleep last night
Pulled the covers tight around my head
Couldn’t move my arms to turn out the light
I’ll never exchange life for death instead

Word of the Day Challenge: Exchange