Death's Love
If I were to die I would want to see an angel beforehand.
Death’s love is nothing spectacular
Just someone to hold my hand
An angel of beauty and galore
That all the animals adore
If I were to die I would want to see an angel
Beforehand.
Death’s love is Something spectacular
Just someone to move my hand
An angel of malevolence and galore
That all the rodents hated before
If I were to die, why would I want to see an angel beforehand?
Death’s love is someone to tease me
Someone to love me
Death’s love is all confusing
Close the door.
Slam and shut.
If I were to die, I still would want to see an angel
Beforehand.
Beauty, mutiny
Does not matter
As I sat near the platter
So many choices
So many voices
If I were to die I would want to see an angel
Beforehand
Banning deaths love
Might be the way I can understand
So you can see the eyes of what you have not seen
You never saw it
But you know it's as bright as the light behind my eyes.
As I’m about to die.
Death’s love they call it
Is something that never flies.
It only falls
Up to the sky
Copyright © Ese Agbatutu | Year Posted 2017
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