Pervasive Diminution

September 11, 2010
By DeeJayEss BRONZE, Riyadh, Other
DeeJayEss BRONZE, Riyadh, Other
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Narrow and cold
withered and old
"The sickness will take you in days," I was told.

Body goes numb
I go blind, I grow dumb.
A shadow of shadows -
to the End I've succumbed!

And yet it's not the end,
my misconceptions I amend
'tis a new beginning,
and I yearn to condescend!

Narrow and cold
was weakened, grew old
I had wished It to wait, but It was not under my control.

The author's comments:
I find that people are very uncomfortable when the topic of mortality is brought up. People all must die, and there is nothing that can change the fact.

This piece was inspired by my grandmother. We always had long talks about mortality and death... and the like. I wrote this in memory of her.

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