The prompt for #WOW555 this week deals with the timeless nature of death and I took a far different tack than I normally take. This week, I wrote about a condemned prisoner getting ready to die. He has become comfortable with the inevitable nature of death and finds humor that others don’t. I also used poetry as the way to convey it – even though it’s non-rhyming…
Ready for Forever
Staring at the wall
Gray, flat, boring.
I sit on my bed and wonder
“Is there anything more?”
Some never know
Some see him come
“Which would be better”
I thought with a smile
“How could we compare?”
And then I frowned and pondered
“What if there’s a place to do that?”
I started laughing
Lightly at first
But then enough to annoy
And the guards came running
To see what I had done
They saw me with a silly smile
And scowled at me.
“Hey boy! Whatcha doin there?”
“Just thinkin’”
They wouldn’t understand
They couldn’t see him like I could
They would be surprised
I’d be seeing him soon.
I didn’t fear him anymore
I was at peace
Funny that I would be
And they would be so troubled.
It’s funny how
Inevitability
Makes it easier to accept
While ignorance breeds fear
“Then stop the laughing!”
They broke into my thoughts
I turned to them and smiled
They recoiled as if in danger
“I know,” I said
“I’m meeting death tonight.
While you have no clue
When you will too.”
Death takes all
He is not biased
No matter the color
No matter how good or bad
I would soon have
My “cocktail”
And be introduced
Face to face
I wonder if
I’ll slip away
And be welcome
At the party forever