• Akosua Biraa

When Death Came

I’ve been ready

for this end

from far too long

yet

now—

death meets me

and I fight

hard

holding on to so many

attachments

of you

and this hard-won house,

with much money spent in

sweat and discontentment,

amidst

these things I drown in

tons & tons of this and that – fill in,

all blank,

till mortality will do us apart

even as

the breeze blows so fresh

while the sun shines so bright

shattering this day

when birds sound sweet song

just feel

this tall taste of here

in which

I see

now—

wide awake

to such sour fate

where death no longer

cares to wait

and

I’m not ready.

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