Dance of The Death
written by: Megha Sood
@meghasood16
“Six feet of earth makes us all equal.”
–Italian (on death and dying)
The clutching bones
make the rattling sound
and the grim reaper makes his
eerie presence felt around
Life is squeezed out of this moment
gasping and choking;
with no air to breathe
the darkness has engulfed
that sliver of the sunshine
happiness has been pushed
into the deep ravine
Those squeals have been locked
shut in the boxes so tight
the screech and the screaming
have been warming the air
and taking birth
supine
The firmament of the hell
has been opened and the soul
is gutted & the body is ripped
shredded,
ready to be fed in pieces
The wails of the weeping widows
adorn and embellish
this ashen room
the pungent smell in the air
carries its gloom
Ghouls and the monsters are
lingering in the dark
start calling out your name
as the macabre dance
of the death
slowly begins.
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