Death's Rejected

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I stood and stared death in the face

I pled for mercy and begged for grace

As the tears poured from her eye

She said above all others I deserved to die

How she longed to hold me in her arms

And free me from all pains and harms

But she couldn't stop a heart so kind and true

Of such this world has so very few

Of such there is so much work to do

So weary and broken I bowed my head

For although I desperately wished to be dead

I felt and understood every word she said

Heavy hearted I went upon my way

Cognizant of the price I must pay

To a world where only shattered good can stay

Trapped in darkness while projecting day

And though forever I must walk in night

Somehow I must transform it unto light

To uplift and unburden those in plight

Thus looking forward to each setting sun

To the setting when my work is finally done

To no longer be death's rejected one.

Submitted: December 21, 2016

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