At the moment of Death
I was calmest
All my fears disappeared
All my worries, discarded
I felt most alive
I became the strongest
Death, became a mere mortal before me
I stared into oblivion
I was Ruler, King
I was God
At the moment of Death
I was youthful
Full of lust and denial
Eagerly awaiting a star struck virgin
Ready to start living
Fighting
Rebelling
At the moment of Death
I was fragile
A tiny rose petal in a crushing hand
A china pot
Falling, to shatter
To be missed
To be no more
At the moment of Death
I was born