Not To Me Death Not To Me
How ca I retire
So soon ?
How can I rest
Hastily ?
I am not drowsy
Nor am I fatigued.
I dictate
Stubbornly
To silence death
I resist
To escape the doom.
Away from the grave
I vamoose
Away from the edge
I whizz.
Drencho POET Loads.
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