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The Fear of Death
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The Fear of Death |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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Each dawn doth bring the chance of death- And no one knows his final breath- And many live their days in dread- Of when the moment strikes them dead. If I feared death, I'd never load- My truck and set out on the road. And drive on ice with bated breath And skirt the hairline edge of death. If I feared death, I'd stayed at home And never packed my bags to roam- Across the breadth of our great land A lonely, solitary man. If death were feared, the pioneers- Would never wooded forest cleared. And left their kith, and home, and kin To fill that longing deep within. What longing? Why the one to fill... Desire to climb far yonder hill- And with expectant eyes so wide To see what's on the other side. To leave behind the clutter, and- Society's restricting bands- To carve a kingdom for themselves While timid men did stock their shelves. The fear of death? why what's to fear? He's been my comrade through the years. And taken those I loved so well- Some to Heaven, some to Hell. He's tried before, time and again- And managed not..thus far to win. But as my odds decrease with age- Someday He'll take me in his rage. And as the pain burns in my chest- Perhaps a bullet through my breast.. I'll smile as darkness clouds my view- And say, "Oh, Death, I fear not you." |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
We all know you are gutsy Gunslinger, it just oozes out of your work. Fear should be afraid of you. As for myself, sorry to say, am a dyed in the wool fraidy cat. I admire you. Lori |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
A most excellent piece. Style and content  Your path is worth following. Thanks for sharing. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
When the game is over no one wins So go down fighting till the end May you be forgiven all your sins And in the end make death your friend See, you inspired me again! Kat >^..^< |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I love your poem, John. The trick, of course, is to balance not fearing death with a respect for it, and thus to exercise enough caution not to allow it too soon. Smiles. Owl |
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