Michael Degenhardt Poet Free verse

Death, You Arrogant Fool

Death,
You’ve reared your ugly head again
Disguising not your attempts to hurt
It is vile the way you speed in, taking
That which, rather whom, we so love
It is with hatred of you I write this
The pain you now cause for those I love
The hurt they have, unanswered questions
I feel hatred for you, but wish you not death
For then I would become you
I then would be heartless and cold

I ask only that your swiftness was in kindness
And that no pain was felt upon his passing
Death, you may have won this time, again
But know that when we enter into our new lives
We will have the last laughs

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Kristin Reynolds January 10, 2009 at 3:37 AM You tell that death, Michael! Whomever this is about, I'm so sorry for your loss...but that last lise is gold, truly, that always wins!!! Love, Kristin

Judy Riley January 9, 2009 at 10:38 PM I feel the pain, I also relate to this, and depending on how we live our life on Earth will decide who gets last laugh, but well said, keeps your interest. thanks for sharing Judy Riley

Christopher Higgins January 9, 2009 at 7:18 AM This pure power Michael. I have read some very strong writes from this morning all varying in style and emotions. Love the variety of your work.