Whispers of Death

  Death beckons me to heed his callHe bids me to hasten my departureHe woos me with his hypnotizing wordsThat fly true, like the arrows of an archer For a season, his cries went unheardAs I marveled at the beat of my heartBut now, it seems, my life unfulfillingI keep looking for ways to depart He's ever present, as I wander this mazePleading for my jouney to endTelling me lies of false understandingAnd taking the appearance of a friend He whispers my name, in subliminal messageThat only my mind can perceiveA pale horse, stands, at the foot of my bedLooking for ways to deceive He whispers, "No mercy", no mercy indeedFor I too, must one day atoneNo one can hear my cries for compassionFor it's true, we all die alone Though life be predictable, no longer appealingFor now, in my purpose contentBut growing so weary, of his never ending cadenceI too, must one day relent