Death O Deathless

Like a gift unoffered, you've snatched my sweetheart! Lifeless, aimless, like her ghost I drag on here! Body cold! Bleached as washer-man thump! Hair still growing! Nails getting sharpened! White burial shroud; No wedding gown! Flower dumped; Ruby necklace covered up! Unknown smile! Farewell? Joyous to part? Or already gained a glimpse of paradise? Your hands seem to resist the mud fall! As though not ready to be buried! Yes, dear Death! You’ve determined to take her away! Here she is; at your command; submissive; Silent! You had tried this many times! Saved by money and science? What all names you gave! Cancer! Hemorrhage! Cardiac arrest! I think at the time of your impulse of calling someone, You do not listen to God, leave alone the heavenly angels! I have been praying for your death, but you have none! Today she might be; tomorrow me; then sons and daughters...! Or all before me, leaving me double-dead and none to care! Bon, voyage to you, dear Death, till we meet again soon! 26 October, 2021 Let's Mix It Up Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France