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Death,
An old friend, as old as life,
We met soon after my birth 
He liked to play games with me 
“Be ready,” he said. “I am coming for you.”
I waited, was all ready to go, 
no fear, 
no agony, 
no regrets.
 
Typhus was a serious matter back then.   
I was a child of four but last minute
He changed his mind and
Let me be.

He returned later on though
Impressive he was, scary, I was a youth now
Knew, I had a lot to lose, all life was before me 
But what could I do?
He is the boss 
I fought back, after the accident, 
He seemed to like my fighting 
He played cat and mouse for a while but in the end
Let me go with a warning 
“Next time will be your last”
I nodded,
He smiled. 

Years passed
I didn’t see or heard of him all that time 
Ready was I to welcome my daughter 
Anxiously, was I waiting for the marvelous moment
To come. 
Suddenly, my door knocked.
“Here I am again!” He shouted
“You have chosen the worst of times,” I replied
“Any time is a good time for me” He retorted 
“Wait for her to be born, at least” I begged him.
“Ok, you have nine months.”
“Thank you, you so generous” 
Finally, he let me off the hook again.
Why? 
I do not know! 
Probably, the cancer was not that aggressive. 
Probably, because he knows I am his, so he likes to play:
To scare people as it gives him prestige and status!

Since my daughter’s birth 
I had some more skirmishes with death:
Melanoma, Apnea, cancerous cells,  
But each time, he let me go.
Now, I do not care 
I am not afraid of him anymore. 
We have become buddies. 
We jock and laugh 
He plays the terrible master 
I play the intrepid servant
You see, my mortal friends, we must keep up
The appearances 
This is the game of life and death.  
A game that no matter who loses, 
Life is always the winner for even after we die
We live!

Cheer up!

There he comes again
Smiling and cheerful he is, as never before
“Hi pal!” “You look great”
“So do you” I replied 
We embrace each other for that what pals do!
“It is such a fun to have old friends like you.” I mused!
“Let’s have a beer before going” He suggested 
“Why not” I replied “ I am not in a hurry!”  
He laughed and so did I
What a great guy! 
What a PAL!
I could even give my …soul to HIM!
Haha!

Performance Over
Curtains down
See you later 
I am certain about this!
 
The same game, I will play with my pal 
Once more! 
I would even write a poem about it
But
Under a different name!
I will keep you posted!

Enjoy life 
Here and in the hereafter!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
      03 June 2016



*This is a biographical poem of mine! All health details are true!
I am not afraid of dying but I do not look forward either! Not yet
anyway! Haha!
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