Afraid Poem, by salahidden, at My poetic side

I told a priest I am afraid of dying

That I can't imagine me so still

He said I know it's mystifying

But the trade is to be part of one will

I told my doctor I am afraid of dying

That illness will suddenly sweep me away

She said i agree it's terrifying

Which is why you should listen to my advice day to day

I told a philosopher I'm afraid of dying

That I will one day drop like a fly

He said that's not edifying

Water fears being dry

I told my grandmother I'm afraid of dying

Of my world being a hole in the ground

She said there's no use in talking or crying

To a woman in a burial mound

Comments +

jenny.g April 13th, 2023 17:27
Great write, very clever.
Kiera April 13th, 2023 22:34
'Water fears being dry' we fear that which we do not know. very nice poem!

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