No Kingdom Come

Death wasn't what the dying man expected

 

The knife was deep,

blood continues to seep,

as he thought about how life

comes and goes,

when you die, only God knows,

death remained a difficult concept to grasp,

as he gasped and he gasped,

he regained a seated position,

as he waited for the transition,

from life to death,

as he felt his final breath,

he expected Angels and Demons,

one with bloodthirsty anticipation,

and the other with forgiveness without contemplation,

but there was none,

life was over just like that,

and there was no Kingdom Come...

Reviews

[Herzeleid]

Beautiful poem. Excellent concept and rhyming... Really fine work. :)