Death and I.



Death and I

When death comes
I’ll need not love –
No wreath or dove
Could offer me salvation,
Not when I’m no more.

A weathered stone will bear my name –
Identity of once a being
Living out existence in
A world of risk, and never seeing
Sense of why we’re here.

My genes will die away thro’ child –
Colour of eyes and hair, the way of thought,
Will quickly dim with each generation
Bow to future dominance –
Memories of provenance
Resigned to curious few.

When death comes
I’ll need not grace
Below; no grieving face
Will call my resurrection,
Not when I’m at ground –

Death and I so bound.

Mark R Slaughter 2011




One day, Jellyfish shall rule the World.


10 responses to “Death and I.

  1. A good poem .. I am not wanting to walk through that door just yet Kenny, but when I do, It will be my next great adventure.. 🙂
    Wishing you well Kenny… with an affectionate Hug.. xox Sue


  2. Easter bring Fun, Easter bring Happiness,
    Easter bring God Endless Blessings,
    Easter bring fresh love…
    Happy Easter to You
    with all best wishes


  3. I love jellyfish 🙂


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