When the god of death comes knocking,
Run! Run far, far away.
Don't linger and no walking.
Run as fast as legs will take.
When the god of death comes knocking,
Say now is not your day.
Don't hesitate. No balking.
Shout it: "No, Not Today!"
When the god of death comes knocking,
Prepare your present play.
Don't mock when death comes stalking,
Or you'll find yourself waylaid.
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
