A BRIEf FORAy INTo THe MADNESs Of DEATh

A BRIEf FORAy INTo THe MADNESs Of DEATh

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Submitted: February 07, 2017

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A BRIEf FORAy INTo THe MADNESs Of DEATh

The reaper came to me last afternoon

I banished thee from my premise; growl

Thy family may disappear next moon

I sit pondering why his veil kills all

On last-morrow our bane was existing

Death has beset its cold grip upon us

Hope is completely, utterly leaving

My skin erupts in boils, it all disgusts

Thy race is regressing, it’s resolute

A bonfire of diseased dead lives in town

The infected plead for rescue, speak moot

Current conditions render us facedown

A dreadful gas encompasses, tis fog

With last breath I write this poem, a last log

 


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