Wednesday, 22 January 2014

Death Has Been Busy

With such a tall list 
and so little time, who wouldn't be?
snatching in haste,
ignoring the names of
those we held in high esteem.

Some i wasn't worthy to meet
so mighty, Hades should be honoured.
yet you lay your scrawny,undignified hands 
those boney, wizened wrinkled fingers
on their esteemed shoulders.
you dare to wrangle the life out
of those, way larger than life.


 The evil reverse-alchemist.
you take life and give dust.
you take the breathe away
and leave...
nothingness.
 a deep dark gaping abyss of
emptiness


You have been busy, no?
crossing geographical boundaries,
leveling caste mountains,
picking and choosing
like a whimsical shopper.
Raping and robbing
and looting at will.

I dedicate this poem to all those who lost their lives this year - too many to name. death really has ben busy. Rest from your labors, you will be sorely missed.