The Joy In Death~Judaisky Cares


From the pregnant laps of
The gods at devil’s hour
Is my fate Knitted before
Dawn of unknown morrow.

The end of my beginning
Is priced and bought by
Mirage of the untold-
My death is settled.

Shall I cry to tears
For boon or enjoy my
Fate according to death?

I have seen the end
And no plea will mercy
Spare my gentle soul.

So allow me use this
Tract to prepare my
Transit to the other world-
Where my soul shall rest.

In your course
I draw happiness-
I am but a pilgrim.

When I shall close
My eyelid to rest eternal-
I shall judge your sting-
For a message, just you are.
I stand at bay watching-
Learning the language of my ink-
Learning how to handle my pen.


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Author: Judaisky

Judaisky is a young writer who believes the world can only be saved PEACEFULLY through the tidings of the ink cos the pen is mightier than the sword. Do You want to know more about me, contact me 09039956005

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