'Death'

A poem by Stephen Emerick


You ask me to

Speak to you

Of death and

My tongue becomes the pen

Of a ready writer

Says the psalmist

May the words I speak and

The pen that writes on behalf of The One

Be therefore like springtime where

I do not fear its

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