A Beautiful Doom
Oh Death!
Thou art fool to think that you can intimidate me.
No more…..
Come,
big brother.
Let us have a party,
and we shall see who survives the night.
Come,
big brother.
Let us hold our hands together,
and sing an ode to the past.
Come,
shrouded in your white ribbons.
Let us have a beautiful doom.
Copyright © Safaa Sheikh Hamad | Year Posted 2015
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