I Am Not Afraid
You're never gonna see me in the corner
As if I were afraid of my own shadow.
The Shadow of Death is in the corner,
Although the Grim Reaper is not looking so grim.
He is not dressed in a black robe,
Nor is there a scythe to be seen.
He is a rather dapper looking gent:
Suit, tie, shined-up shoes, gold ring and Gatsby hat,
Leaning nonchalantly on a dark wood cane that is topped
With a figural not unlike a silver cross.
I am not afraid,
I have set God
as a seal upon
my heart.
His love
is stronger than death.
Note: When my younger brother was four years old he would go to work with our mother. She was a registered nurse and worked in a nursing home. My brother would visit with the old folks while Mom worked.
One day while at work with Mom he met the Angel of Death as described above and was not afraid. The Angel talked with him and told him he was there for one of the residents, and a few days later that person passed away.
Poem written for "Let's Mix It Up" poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France.
10/08/2021
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2021
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