Letter To Mr. Death

    All my life I've had a reoccurring nightmare.
I would be riding my bike without a care.

   While hugging a bend around the mountain side,
a car runs me  through the guard rail aside.

     So I am now writing this letter to Mr. Death.
you don't scare me so don't hold your breath.

     Maybe as a young boy you controlled my fear,
and it may of influenced my career.

     But that was way back then!
Now I'm much older and am Quinn.

     You hold no control over me,
Jesus had died and set me free.

    I'm back riding that bike again,
around those mountains on those tight rims.

     I am riding free and sure,
seems my salvation was the cure.

    Thank you Lord for delivering this mail,
straight to Mr. Death that resides in Hell.

 
  

Author's Note

Reviews

[AaronFreitas]

Wow that is crazy to experience those near death nightmares. I can definitely relate and thanks for pointing me in the direction of this poem... awesome work!

[W R Stowe]

Thank you Aaron I believe they call it DeJavu and I've had so many experiences where one word spoken or even an action and all of a sudden I know exactly whats going to happen or even be said

[AaronFreitas]

I have experienced DeJavu before.... something happens in life then you are like whoa.... thats already happened in my dream.

[W R Stowe]

Good to know I'm not alone with this way of thinking

Bill

[Justin Xavier Smith]

Take that, death!! I like this. Very empowering, and a good message.

[W R Stowe]

Thank you so much for taking time to give a review