Nagging Death

There are those who fear death

They constantly run from him

Hiding him away in the corners of their mind

As if ignorance would let them escape 

I

I do not fear death

But nor would I invite him in for tea

In my humble opinion He is like a nagging mother

Always pushing me to push myself

Always urging me to make my mark

Go to college!

Ask for his number!!

Publish that poem!!!

Never a moment's peace

But that's how I'd have it be