Posted in Personal, Poems, Writing

Death, Harsh Master

Again you visited

sneaking in

and delivering the first blow

only to hit even harder

moments later

tattering the foundations

of our existence

You have done enough

for now, Death

take this departed soul

and keep him close

be gentle

‘Thank you’

for this reminder

of our mortality

the need

to make each day

precious and special

‘Thank you’

for showing the necessity

to tell our loved ones

once again

they are treasured

infinite, unconditionally

Thank you

and damn you

heartless and cruel


Harsh master

have mercy


Dedicated to Ab Bobbink, December 1st 2011
Text © Marion