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Death Comes Without Warning
Death comes without warning; it steals your life away.
It takes away your loved ones, and the lights of your day.
Death comes silently; it stabs you in the back,
It reaches round behind you, then comes in for the attack
Death comes slowly; it reaches for your throat
It overwhelms you; it chokes you, before you’ve had time to put on your coat.
Death comes quickly, i...
Thursday 4th January 2024 5:26 pm
I Am Your Friend
I am death and I am your friend
I will be at your side when you meet your end
I’ll be there to lead you down the sacred path
You’ve always known
You must have been told
For everyone meets me in the end.
I’m not to be laughed at
And neither should you fear me
But either way you and I shall meet
Better to meet me with a smile, however worn
After all our meeting was...
Sunday 16th October 2022 10:45 pm
Memento Mori
Your heart still beats
And the blood still pumps around
You can think and move
You can articulate your thoughts
But remember
You must die
You’ve not travelled much
And the world has hardly felt your touch
You’ve done nothing worthwhile to speak of
Time is running out
But remember
You must die
Then again, you’ve tasted the breath of freedom
And seen ...
Thursday 20th May 2021 5:53 pm
Words instead of Bombs
Blow me up
Blast me against the wall
Burst me with bombs and guns into a thousand pieces
Shoot me down dead
With bullets to the head
And while my blood runs into the sand
Just think for a moment
That you could have shook my hand
Said hello
Fired words at me
Instead of bombs.
You could have screamed at me if you wanted,
Shouted, screeched and yelled.
You could...
Tuesday 22nd March 2016 12:29 pm
The Cycle Of Life
It's not death that comes
its life that passes.
And all that’s left
must turn to ashes.
The sun will rise
and the moon will pass,
and the next day comes
when the night slips past.
So death cannot come
and make a claim,
for time moves on
and soothes the pain.
Friday 11th July 2014 8:11 pm
Poem For A Friend
The clocks stop and time ends
Nothing more for you my friend
Life is in the moment of breath
And when it no longer comes
nothing is left but death
No more talk
No more chit chat
No more conversation
The blonde barmaid is safe from our lusty eyes
and the rock music industry must go on
without our criticism
The bell rings and time ends
Last orders f...
Saturday 21st September 2013 8:42 am
Death on the Motorway
John was killed on the motorway today
His wife was taking the kids to school
She had waved him goodbye that morning
Death came later, without any warning
They had a tentative arrangement for lunch
So they’d left their options open
And later, so the reporter said on the evening news
No other words were spoken
A boy racer cut him up so they foolishly de...
Monday 17th December 2012 11:53 am
A Friend of A Friend
I’m not a mourner, not even a friend
Just a friend of a friend, been asked to attend
I never knew my friend’s late friend
So it seems kind of strange that I should be here at his end
I feel out of place, not being a friend
And the tears of his loved ones mean nothing to me
I should be moved by all this emotion
But I’m starting to think: should I hav...
Wednesday 31st October 2012 8:59 am
My Dying Day
My dying day is noted somewhere
On the calendar of fate
There’s a little tick on the calendar
To make sure I won’t be late
Some unearthly soul awaits me
As the years tick away
There’s a little tick on that calendar
But I don’t even know the date
My Life has not always been easy
But that’s the way of life
I don’t bother checking my calendar
...
Saturday 27th October 2012 7:57 pm
All his things are here (updated version)
All his things are around here, in the wardrobe and in the drawers
The man himself has gone
But all his things are here
Don’t put your things in that drawer, that’s drawer’s already in use
But it’s full of the things of a dead man
And he’s no longer here.
It’s cold out tonight, so very cold, so why don’t you use this scarf?
It’s the scarf of a dead ...
Sunday 17th June 2012 8:23 pm
Death Comes Without Warning
Death comes without warning; it steals your life away.
It takes away your loved ones, and the lights of your day.
Death comes silently; it stabs you in the back,
It reaches round behind you, then comes in for the attack
Death comes slowly; it reaches for your throat
It overwhelms you; it chokes you, before you’ve had time to put on your coat.
Death come...
Sunday 19th February 2012 4:42 pm
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