I knew that you would come in time

Robed boatsman on black Stygian float

But I, not ready to leave this life of mine

I have no desire to get on your boat


And should it blow, the last trumpet call

And I am summoned to my final fate

I’ll tell God, in front of angels all

I’d rather live than pass pearly gate


I will not beg, bow, or willing go

I will not cooperate in any way

No matter who you send, they should know

I am not dying here today


I have fought for life these long years

Now seems not the time to quit

Death plays upon my greatest fears

And I will have none of it


So precious to me, this life I save

In the end, you will have the final say

But as you drag me to the promised grave

I will be kicking and screaming all the way


17 Responses to “Immortality”
  1. While I am totally on the ‘other side of the fence’ with my feelings on death, this is very well written, and it is my hope that you’ll continue fighting – at least until after I’ve lost the fight!

  2. beth says:

    Don’t go easy

  3. Here’s to not giving up without a fight.

  4. A good depiction of the fight a mortal soul puts before summoned by the inevitable death. But no one can no this better than you my friend, we never truly die so in any sense we are immortals just not the way we probably want as one physical identity. A well written piece my friend, each piece of yours shares a deep sense of understanding of this world .

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    This makes me think of cancer victims. If health that unfortunate hand, I’d like to think I’d keep fighting for my family as much as myself.

  6. Jim Borden says:

    do not go gentle into that good night…

  7. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    A very well written poem and message…death is fascinating as well as definitive so it always creates a sense of wonder…

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