Death Is Talking To You
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Do you honestly think I am gone
That I have given up on you
Think again my friends
I will be here as long as it takes
The plague I sent didn’t work
Somehow you are avoiding war
But I know there has to be something
Something which will bring you to me
So, you can just sit back and relax
Drink your beer and watch your football
Your time on your Earth is limited
And I have patience on my side
I promise you that it will happen one day
You won’t know when or where
But know I will always have a special place for you
And you will be here soon enough
© Poem – VI/XXIV/MMXXIII
LRET
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