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Dead and Gone

A Poem

By Natalie Marie Stefani-RicePublished 6 years ago Updated 2 years ago 2 min read
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Rest in peace most people say when they stand at your grave.

I can't help but to snicker.

My limp body laying in concrete and wicker.

My limp body laying in concrete and wicker.

In this box that they've placed me mahogany and satin embrace me.

My hair in some damn lace thing.

They dressed me in the color I hated the most.

hey dressed me in the color I hated the most.

My transformation awaits me.

M

Heaven just may escape me.

And to think I'm destined to spend the rest of my time here alone.

Flipping so hard in my grave,

Wearing the color I hate.

Left to deteriorate.

Bones and skin.

Teeth and hair.

These organs stopped working.

It's like a ghost town in here.

And just to be clear;

Time dominates here.

So, please if you must,

When you turn me to dust,

Can you start with the dress?

No need for confessions to

Start the transgression.

Time waits for no man.

Inevitably time takes its toll moment by moment.

Step by step.

There's no required plan.

There's no negotiating dear.

No patience remittance.

Your checks no good here.

The cash in your box just disappears.

You can't take it with you when you go.

This guy was right, this now I know.

And there's no hope when you get here.

Tomorrows, they just don't come.

No begging for mercy.

The damage is done.

No asking for do-overs,

Or second chances on life.

But you must think about this ;

There's no stress and no strife.

Nothing but the tic tock of

The bells of time.

Little hand, big hand.

Granules of sand.

In death, be it clear and please

Have no fear, for you do carry on.

On and on, with nothing but time.

Time on your side.

Time in your hands.

You won't age no more here.

The grim reaper stays clear.

His job's said and done,

You're dead and gone.

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About the Creator

Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice

So please grant me peace from the demons I see. They crowd me and stalk me and won't let me be.

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