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Death Grip

The heart disease would be his final fate
His smoking cigarettes had brought him low
Only a short time before he would go
She tried to care for him in his final hour
In delirium he would pull off his clothes
Walk about the house totally exposed
In this sad state he went to sleep somehow
All night long she slept a sweet sound sleep
He's found Gripping a pull-up bar in death 
He held on for dear life even though deceased
What sight did he face in that final hour


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Death Grip

The heart disease would be his final fate
His smoking three packs a day had brought him low
‘Twas a short time before his death would come
In delirium he would pull off his clothes
Walk about his body totally exposed
In this sad state he went to sleep somehow
His wife slept a sweet sound sleep next to him
She awakened to this grief filled sight
The death angel came during the night
Death grabbed him while he held on for dear life
What sight/s did he see before he did go
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Raynes Avatar
December 27, 2017 at 4:16 PM
Wow, this is such a confronting poem, beautiful, makes me wonder how I'll go.
Kendrick Avatar
December 27, 2017 at 6:03 PM
Lewis, Thanks for stopping by..It does make us stop and think from time to time what will be the circumstances of our death..I hope that you have a sweet quiet passing from death unto life..Sara
Sivey Avatar
October 30, 2017 at 6:19 AM
Wow, what a powerful write my friend! Such a sad subject, but things like this do happen! I heard that after the dead hold onto something at the final moments, their grip in iron tight! I'm not sure if this is true, but I've heard that! You have written such a magnificent poem based on the death's door! Great Work my friend!!
Kendrick Avatar
October 30, 2017 at 6:26 AM
Russell, The person who was there when the funeral home came to get him said they had to prize his hand from the pull-bar..I observed his hand in the casket and it looked as though he had held onto something in death..Soup mail..Sara
Pandit Avatar
October 30, 2017 at 6:11 AM
So sad--yet a powerful description of final moments!
Kendrick Avatar
October 30, 2017 at 6:24 AM
Vijay, Thanks for the visit to my page..I appreciate the time spent here..Yes, in it is sad in so many ways..His early death could have been prevented if only he had quit..Sara
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