Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Stalker


STALKER



Who dat
Tap his cane
‘Gainst me doorstop
Loudly?
Stay aback, alack, alack.

Who dat
Dims my eyes
Eve’ to sunshine
Brightly?
Stay thy hand, oh man, oh man!

Who dat
Shadows me
With scythe and clock
Nightly?
Hold a spell, o hell, o hell!


Put up
Or shut up.
I will not go
Lightly
Into the hand of death this day.

My heart
Will struggle
To its last beat
Proudly
Before I go, oh no, oh no!

May 2012