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The Fight Against Death
Fight hard against the death that is threatening
To take your very last breath. Do not go gently
As the day of judgement and final reckoning
Is approaching. Do not be afraid of the barely
Lit sky as it takes the hope you tried to hold
Onto in your calloused hands. I always pray
For your survival and fight against your cold
Death. There is not enough time for us to say
What needs to be said, but I still wanted to
Say I love you and I hope that your tears keep
You alive. The light slowly begins to leave you
And the dirt that others keep trying to sweep
Off your grave is reemerging, but that should
Not stop you from the forest’s burning wood.
To take your very last breath. Do not go gently
As the day of judgement and final reckoning
Is approaching. Do not be afraid of the barely
Lit sky as it takes the hope you tried to hold
Onto in your calloused hands. I always pray
For your survival and fight against your cold
Death. There is not enough time for us to say
What needs to be said, but I still wanted to
Say I love you and I hope that your tears keep
You alive. The light slowly begins to leave you
And the dirt that others keep trying to sweep
Off your grave is reemerging, but that should
Not stop you from the forest’s burning wood.
Published 19th Aug 2019
Author's Note
Entry for Rage, Rage Against the Dying of the Light competition and inspired by Dylan Thomas' poem Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night.
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20th Aug 2019 4:39am
The "Do not be afraid" was profound even as I thought about my own father and his last few minutes. Empowering words for those who are about to cross the bridge from out of this world.
Good luck in the comp.
Good luck in the comp.
20th Aug 2019 6:58am
