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CHOREOGRAPHY of LIFE and DEATH
(Three times I have crossed swords with death up to now!)


The cheerful trumpet of 
Miraculous life,
Imperatively sounded in 
My mother’s life-giving womb,
Heralding with its melodic tune 
Another animation:
MINE!
And as now my innocent 
Infantile heart, provoked by
The challenging divine call, 
Started beating tenderly in
The rhythm of the never-dying cosmos
Thus making me 
ALIVE!  

The promising sound was 
Still ringing in my delicate
Ears
Singing the marvelously hopeful
Song of life,
When the sound of a 
Second trumpet, similar to the first,
Filled with its melancholic tune
My tiny world,
Announcing the coming of calamitous death 
Thus
Condemning me to die.

LIFE and DEATH beside me 
They stood facing
Each-other, 
Tenderly holding my hands
And claiming me as
Their child

Life was the first to whisper 
Into my ears
Promises so many,
She talked to me about joy, 
Happiness, love and
Procreation,
About thousands of other things that
She would like to offer, 
Only a favor she asked in return;
To be hers and only hers
Forever! 

When death heard all this, 
Didn’t make any sound,
Only sardonically smiled at life first
And then to me emphatically 
Declared:
“The cup of joy you can never 
Drink before you empty that
Of sorrow’s
And no matter what life says
To you, in the end, you will be 
My very own.”

That’s the way my trip in 
This ephemeral world
Began
With vigorous life leading and 
Tracing the promising way
And death kept following her,
Just a few steps behind
Patiently was he waiting  
To catch up with her pace
But, 
As years were passing fast 
One after the other
Death was approaching rapidly
Each and every day
So the fight they had begun so
Many years ago
Relentless war now becomes
With life still the
Winner

Yet, the ill-fated date unexpectedly 
Came to my great surprise 
When the cold hands of death I felt 
Around my skeleton waist
Squeezing the life out of me with 
All their force and main
Eager to extinguish in me wish
The very last spark of life
And as the shrilling wind of death
Was howling throughout 
My body
I fell at once breathless, dead and
Still over the ground
Remained!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
       2 February 2013
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