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This poem is masterpiece and a clear detail of the writer's failure as he seeks an escape. |
PLEA FOR DEATH Night oh night Won't you rather fall on me That I may through your door escape this great tumoil of time Of fear and of failure Of lost and of lust Of promises I could not fulfill Of time I have long betrayed Of the hard fist of econonic mayhem Of these many debts yet unpaid And of this heartthrob so hard to find You great fearful night Come now I plead For if I in you remain but still I know I would now but peace obtain Being a Homer free from debts Come now oh come Take me away with you Lest I overstay my time in vain For I have not fulfill the laws demand Neither all my talents have I profit on them Please fall on me You heavy hand of nature's warrior After all , you have taken giants along with you Mighty men and holders of wealth have all benefited from you For when peace wander away from them You favour them by taking them with you How then have you poor me abscond Come now and let me go and rest For already my dossier have all being painted with red For the things I am yet to do Again for the time I cannot redeem For the battles I cannot conquer For the wealth I cannot amaze For this cross I refuse to carry Many times, for my deeds and thoughts I cannot control You landlord of motherearth Afford me an abode to come and stay For right here I have none to call my own Not even spouse nor children to wail for pass A complete fugitive living in pains Death oh death Come now and take me with you. |