HELLO GRIM – POEM

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By Luke Openshaw

Is it wrong to dream of death,

wishing away your last breath?

Is it abrupt or so blindingly bright,

must you obey or can you put up a fight?

I’ve been told there is no value to life,

so now is the test of the after light.

What if death was just the beginning,

after raucous years brim-full of sinning?

Maybe not for you, but for poor little me,

I met the dark one, who gave me a key.

The key to the end, the oars to the boat,

the Rivermans friend, a boast worth a gloat.

Can’t betray the power, but won’t do it for free,

I’ll bring you lost souls, if they pay me the fee.

Now I am the man with all of the tricks,

the big guy in charge paddling the Styx.

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