READY

Pontificating death....

How will you know to be ready
To let go of your time/ties here/now
Detached in such co-dependency
Stuck to family, feelings, lifeless needs

How will you control the fear not knowing

How will you understand yourself
So quick and cruel to hurt and weigh
With guilt and in the self delusions hate
Confuse and ignore and shove away

When do you let that chain unlink, if not today?

Who will you picture in your last breath
The ones who wronged you
Or yourself in screams of loud regret?
Time is magic in the blink of light

Who will champion you beyond the night?

What is waiting if nothing at all?
Does not knowing amplify your fears
Did you do good forgive mistakes and falls
Are you ready to go beyond the walls

What is darkness but life gone blind?

Where is your story untold in sights
Are you ready for that eternal night's
Fateful heavenly fight...

When you're ready
The fear turns white.

Reviews

[Butch Decatoria]

This is an older piece ... Just saying, not as well written as I'd like, especially nowadays...thanks to anyone who care to comment, review or even bash... What did you get out of it?

[Sami Khalil]

"Where is your story untold in sights
Are you ready for that eternal night's
Fateful heavenly fight..."

So much attachment to the world and its cares. Letting go of a lot of things that are not essential to our survival will unload a lot of our weights. An excellent write...:)....................

[Butch Decatoria]

Thank you.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)........

[Ed Hart]

ready or not, the raven comes tapping, 'tomorrow's name is nevermore'...and the score is always one to nothing, but not to worry, nothing is never out of balance