Feb 2013
The Devil beckoned to me when I died
The air of decay surrounding my body was suffocating
As I took my last few breaths
The ones gathered around, cried no more
It was almost time
For God to take me home.
I prepared myself to leave this world
And then I saw the Devil once more
He called to me once again
Which side should I choose?
I did not know I even had a choice.
Then the world went black
And I heard no more.
The air of decay surrounding my body was suffocating
As I took my last few breaths
The ones gathered around, cried no more
It was almost time
For God to take me home.
I prepared myself to leave this world
And then I saw the Devil once more
He called to me once again
Which side should I choose?
I did not know I even had a choice.
Then the world went black
And I heard no more.
In English today we read a poem by Emily Dickinson (I head a fly buzz when I died) and we had to paraphrase it. I read it out loud in class and my teacher had said that I made a poem of my own :)
