When life's evening shadows fall, <br />And black spectra Death comes to call, <br />i shall not try to flee nor fight nor rail, <br />Nor fear that bony face so pale! <br /> <br />He has always been close by my side, <br />And now his wishes will decide, <br />if i linger here for a moment or a day, <br />And i shall not ask if i can stay! <br /> <br />instead i will reach and grasp his hand, <br />Knowing full well he will understand, <br />That he is welcome to take from me, <br />This life, so i will no longer be! <br /> <br />He knows that i no longer wish to see, <br />A race with lack of humanity, <br />One that has replaced integrity with greed, <br />And seems to be the majorities creed! <br /> <br />Returned to atoms from whence i came, <br />With no deity to place any blame, <br />This composite we call us is a bust, <br />And all will be at some point dust!<br /><br />Franklin J. Warren<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evening-shadows-6/
