The Reaper quietly or boldly however the case comes knocking to collect his rent
((((Knock)))) ((((Knock)))) ((((Knock))))
Who could that be? Why Im not expecting any company!
Swings door open
Boney finger pointing at you advancing closer and closer
You cower in the corner
Oh NO!! you cry falling to your knees voice in your head Times up old man Time to pay the piper
"No it cant be my time, You've got the wrong guy I'm not done saving" I'm sorry Mr. death I'm broke give me a little more time I promise to have it next month on the 30th of September
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"While others cant pay him fast enough"
A hedonistic Man lives a wild and crazy life Sex, Drugs and all the Booze he can drown in
Depression and Sorrow ever pressing down Beaten Bloody He gives up the fight he wants to die
So he gos knocking at the Reapers door on the 30th of September
((((Knock))))
((((Knock))))
((((Knock))))
Why Come on in Sir you've made my job so much easier
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"And some never stood a chance he reaped them before they had time to pay with"
Addicted at 28
Meth head mother was a hooker lover Gave herself for a deathly habit Caught many men with her bait Dangling sex like a porn-star baby Like she had a twat of gold cumming beer tap gushing Budweiser
Belly growing movement stirs
Impregnated by only God knows who?
Says F**k off!!! You
I Don't care Its my body Im gonna live my life how ever the hell I want!
Labor pains
(((Push))) (((Push))) (((Push)))
Thrown away
Found in a dumpster 20 minutes later
Beautiful Baby girl eyes so blue a sadness hue
Born to early strung out on mammas addiction
(((Struggle))) (((Struggle))) (((struggle)))
Gasping Cant breathe lungs underdeveloped got a hole in her poor little heart
Cried tears of blood stumps the docs in the ICU
Mama never held her
She never felt the touch of skin tenderly caressing new born life Hooked on to many machines
Died fighting two weeks later on the 30th of September Held all the potential a new life promises
This was inspired by "A Nihilistic Life" by Luke Ritta
please read and review his work hes brilliant
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Lukebeatnik/803742/
Some of us never want to pay the reaper
while others cant pay him fast enough
and some never stood a chance
he reaped them
before they had time
to pay with
Be sure to look at the main pic its horrifically awesome
My Review
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It's a good poem don't get me wrong. I didn't like how you're kinda in a way blaming the reaper himself. Eh I just have some different views about him is all.
Love this poem.....love the lines (She could have discovered
a cure for Cancer....Or written the greatest American novel)
thank you so much for reading my work...I am happy you enjoy it.
well done.
So many babies are left in the streets by woman who cannot take care of them. Sad part all they need to do is take the poor baby to the Fire Department. The story was direct and hard. Death take what is needed. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
A pointed and required taste as some reders will tell you, however for me the piece screams of the times gone by, when macbre were the only times one could be seen in public, well written, ag reat read.
I must say your writing is Pure Genius! You took me on a tour, through the Reaper's eyes- "collecting unpaid debt"... and wowed me with twists and turns. This tale of tragedy is an eye-opener.
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