Death's Claim

In the middle of the night, you came, oh, death, Wishing my soul to harvest Vehemently, I refused to surrender it to you Fact, that made you so angry. You said your divine right was to claim it But still, your request I turned down It was then that you thought it reasonable to incapacitate me For your mission sooner to carry out. The first step you took was my voice to silence The second was my legs to immobilize Thus mute and paralyzed, you fancied, I couldn't resist So your prize would quickly be obtained. For five days, in total muteness and bedridden, I remained Yet, a gallant fight I put up to escape your embrace But all my efforts in vain appeared to be As the gates of eternity, I could gaze. Late on the fifth day, a doctor of great character and skill, He decided to empty the Hematoma formed next to my brain Thus, a foot-long Craniotomy performed with great care Hoping you, oh, death, to chase away. Although now, slowly, I am recovering Anticipating a few more years of life to enjoy, I know very well in my heart, oh death, That we together would be one blessed day! © Demetrios Trifiatis 30 November 2021 * This is a biographical poem that narrates the events that took place between the twelfth day of October and the first day of November in the hospital!