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Cold Hands
COLD HANDS by J.D.C Ahumibe (j.ahumibe@yahoo.com) COLD HANDS. An embrace that awaits us all, The finality of every living thing, An appointment not to be missed, A date enshrined in stone. An unseen guest that stalks every clime, An unwanted visitor that needs no introduction, The unseen that knows humanity by name, The passage of time brings it ever closer. It once took my cousin away, While I was away, And took her to a place far far away, Where the living stay away. Be happy while you still have life, Make the best out of every moment, Weary not your soul, There lies the compass of your existence Be not deceived, Believing that you could wish it away, It is a package that must come to you someday. A package that one uninvited visitor must deliver. Weary not your soul, Trouble not your conscience, Unless you are unprepared for this eventuality. The ticking of time makes its view ever clearer. Oh cold hands where lies your strength. Why do you smite me with fear before you devour me? If only I can have the courage to defeat fear, To eternal bliss will I routinely prepare for, once my time is up. J.D.C AHUMIBE. NEWBRIDGE, COUNTY KILDARE. REPUBLIC OF IRELAND.
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