FROM DEATH TO HIS WORST ENEMY – 5 / Poem by George Onsy

Poem by George Onsy

 

FROM DEATH TO HIS WORST ENEMY – 5

I am DEATH,
So they call me
And so they fear me.
Again, you tiny poet
Whom nobody knows about
Dare veil my very existence
With your soulful doubt?
Don’t you know that
I’ve been there
Since the birth of life
And the irresistible LUST,
Since the beginning
Did I take for wife?
Yes, with her I used to
Hook Mortals unaware
That they would go
Empty handed
At last.

And I humbly reply:
Dear Death Sir,
In my helpless admiration,
I once depicted her
Somewhere in my past
As an Aphrodite’s statue,
Facing your fearful Anubis
Yet, my Beloved is still there,
Central, calling me to come out
Of her Kingdom of Dust.

George Onsy
© 2018

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