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You Want To Help Death Take You Earlier
you want death to take you earlier
you take in fat and salt and sugar
in extreme doses, you worry a lot, you drink
vodka and tequila
you quarrel with everyone
how you wish this angry someones shoots you to death
with his bullet
you sleep late you take in drugs
to finish you off
sometimes you even start to stop breathing
you want to wake up one morning and walk straight to the sea
without looking back
you like to imagine how is it
if you do it on the 30th floor of the building
you are crazy
you abuse yourself
despite your talent your gift in thoughts
your capacity for good
you want to die but death has been patient with you
biting its tongue
closing its mouth unpronouncing on you
there will be time
death says there will come a time
when death shall come
and then you run away because at that moment
you still do not want to die
and then death takes its revenge
on the hush of the wind
without any warning or sound
death shall take you
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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