A DEATH ENCOUNTER
I abhor death,
Who can help repress its ugly hand!
When its fingers beckon you to follow
There’s no resiliency
Is death a retribution for mankind?
I really wonder
Ill am here
Which sanitarium didn’t I visit?
Which Medicine I try never?
My illness interminable
Don’t point your dirty fingers at me!
I spit with disgust at too death!
You coward!
Who will feed my family?
Which lucky fellow will share a bed with my wife?
Can I come with her?
You jealousy death!
No! Spare her
Let her live
Who will educate my kids?
Who will desiccate their tears?
Will they be robbed of my riches?
Clever you!
Like hell you defrauded my soul
I smoked, drunk and slept with every girl my heart wished
I thought I would live forever
You selfish beast!
How I wish I could disdain your stubborn hand
Gabriel Lapus (2006)
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