| The film has started. The silent movies of my life Unfolding on the screens, Reveal unspoken terrors, Unfathomable screams. I want the film to end now, And yet it keeps on rolling. As I lie here on my death-bed, The images unfolding. The white overcomes the black now, And overtakes the dark, I reach out to the heavens, And feel the deathly mark. So ends the silent movies; The flashing on the screens. I find myself at peace now, Amid the rolling greens. |