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When Ben Wakes Up

Poetry By: Evie May

Tags: Death, Buried, Alive

A small poem about a fear that for some reason a lot of us have.

Submitted:Jan 26, 2013    Reads: 18    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I was once a child

Who would roam the Earth so free

But then there came a time

A day

Of Death to me.

My heart it stopped

It skipped a beat and I fell upon the ground

For now I was away from Earth

I could not make a sound.

And then came time

I was to be buried in a courtyard

They put me in my small coffin

And tied it with some chords.

And as they wished me

My farewells, I awoken then

Though they could hear my cries for help,

They could do nothing but holler my name, "Ben!"


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