Robert J. Lindley, 1-12-2018
Narrative, ( On Life, Death, Fate, Truth and Youthful Imagination )
Note-- Recently edited/revised from an original 1974 poem I wrote after narrowing escaping death myself...
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Back When Shadow, Death And Fate Had Their Little Talk
And of what tragic and early grave do you dare to speak
I am young and strong certainly not so old and weak?
The Shadow but smiled and said," but you'll soon be dead
being mortal, by my master Death that you all so dread"!
I am but the long Shadow of Death and your demise
you are a mere mortal, quite foolish and so unwise!
Astounded I replied, "Be off, you can not thus scare me"
I am young and strong, just as brave as brave can be!
Who the hell gave you authority to plague me so
now be off and away your dark arrogant ass go?
Shadow came in closer, laughing and dancing all about
I tell you when to go and shall come to take you out!
Now with buckets of youthful anger and vigor to such match
I threw an old shoe and commanded- "Shadow-boy, you go catch"
That seething insult brought promised curses galore
Shadow's epic rage gladden my soul and I laughed even more.
Then HE came from a dark corner, said, I hear you laugh at me
Shadow be gone, let me tell this upstart how his end will be!
Death himself spoke, " You are young and a fool mistakenly brave
when I come for you, not a damn thing can your worthless life save."
I laughed and said, "Ah, but Fate has you wrapped and tied
that is unless Fate's supreme authority you have just denied."
Death stammered, "Now, now young lad, I made no such claim
your wise and clever game will not on me lay such blame"!
But Fate had been listening all this long and deary time
Spoke saying to Death, "Be gone for he lives now on my dime"
Death grimacing took a low bow and said, "I'll be off now"!
I joined Fate and said, "yes you be off" and I did so with a scowl".
As Death whirled around, leaving us in one mighty roaring swish
he shot back," Ï'll get you lad and serve you up on a golden dish"!
Fate spoke, " You are young and seek to play a foolish game
but know this, I have great power, and Death and I are not the same"
Even mighty Death bows low to me until your time falls around
and is I that holds power until you sleep deep six in the ground.
I bowed low and said, "You I will tempt so often and O' so well
no worries unless you bow to Death and send me on early to Hell!
Fate spoke angrily and said, " Young lad, do not so try to riddle me
for my power can quite easily break and imprison thee."
Now brave young lad, "Be off with you, as I've had my say
I shall embrace thee, do as I please, each and everyday"
I smiled and said, " Wisdom dictates- No man can deny his Fate"
If you are trying to scare me, reality makes even you too late!
Fate smiled and said, "You intrigue me and we both shall now see
who has the greater power, you or the known invincible me"
I laughed and said, "Ha, even you must bow to Father Time
against he that I have yet to ever commit a serious crime".
Fate bellowed, "Now I know why Death left in such a flurry
may Father Time end you young lad and do so in a damn hurry"!
Robert J. Lindley, 1-12-2018
A Narrative Tale, ( On Life, Death, Fate, Truth and Youthful Imagination )
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018