Death Awaits

Death awaits

With a trident

Holding firm

Hopeless doom

Preying upon flesh

Now & forever

It lingers

In the shadow’s blight

Sinking into absurdity

With every thrust


Body & soul

Chaotic bliss


Sever the snake

Silence its hiss.

By Jason Youngman
March 2019




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7 Responses to Death Awaits

  1. A timely and embraced message, Jason, as I lie in a hospital bed recovering from major surgery. Only now our Lord has decided to not take me. Rather, He is simply silencing it’s his and paving the way for a full recovery. Thank you for these words.

  2. JC says:

    This is indeed deep and dark but you do see a light, there is always a light.

    • Poems mean different things for different people. One person may see a shadow, another light, it does not matter so much what the poet sees, but what the reader discovers about themselves.

  3. That is very profound Jason and a bit sad!

  4. inesephoto says:

    Thank you for sharing this poem, Jason.

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