Death

If you ever meet death tell him i stopped by he wasn’t home I knocked on his door only silence only darkness he was lucky Tell him i know what he did crushed alhaji under the trailer Stole daniel only 4 hrs old took dad while i was away the coward If you see death warn him i lay in wait i’m not hurried i’ve come for him

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Susan Ashley

Date: 12/10/2017 6:56:00 PM

Wow! M Braimah such an intriguing, dramatic and thoughtful write. I enjoyed the contemplation provoked by your excellent poem. Warmest wishes ~Susan

M Braimah Saaka
Date: 12/10/2017 7:50:00 PM

Thanks! I greatly appreciate your comments.

Aqua Marine

Date: 9/6/2017 5:03:00 PM

I only saw your reply now...I appreciate your response ! :-) Humans have " common threads" that link them together- understanding those threads, is calming...I have a deep need to understand people. Sometimes the greatest fear, is not of death, but of the living. Humans know how to hurt each other- the " hurting arts..."

Robert Lindley

Date: 8/26/2017 2:06:00 PM

SAVE AS MANY AS YOU CAN MY FRIEND. Death, Time and this Dark World are best pals-- each one helping the other.. Love the thought and power in your poem of righteous anger.. A fav..

Aqua Marine

Date: 8/20/2017 6:08:00 PM

The physician who does all he can to save patients from dying) I hope I am correct in saying this?) Also some anger that death robs us of the living, our loved ones, and we want to do everything in our power to resist his acts. I am sorry for your loss.... keep writing!

M Braimah Saaka
Date: 8/20/2017 8:12:00 PM

Hi! You are right. I make my living from the healing arts. But until you mentioned it, I did not appreciate how much my occupation influenced my writing. Thanks for the insight.