Valhalla

Free verse poem of death coming on to the writer

Death is coming
I feel its coming
Yet, I’m not afraid
The cold is overtaking me
I’m not afraid to die
like I thought I would be
Trying to live forever
I know I’ll be in Valhalla
Like a warrior who fought
The inner war with angels against demons
Heaven awaits
Sto-Vo-Kor has a place for me
At the breakfast, lunch, and dinner table
Death I’m not afraid of you
I welcome you
God, the creator
Who created me
Is waiting in his kingdom
Full of awesomeness
And my Father who plays word games
With me
Today is a good day to die
Q’apla’