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Bathsheba
Poems
Oct 2010
Death Knell
I place her gently
on the
counter
Defiantly
bait
complacent
eyes
But ...
They have
often
seen my sort
Likes of me
they
do despise
“Take a seat”
she spits at me
Such venom makes me smirk
I size up my surroundings
Maybe now I’ll go berserk?
You see ..
I
dally with
D
ark
D
emons
D
evil
D
eep
B
lue
S
ea
A lifetime lived in purgatory
Why does no one hear my plea?
Help me
Help me
Help me
I’m drowning in the mire
Throw me out a lifeline
Before my will expires
Cherubic eyes start taunting me
Pierce my hardened shell
I beg you
to
extract me
From this hell in which I dwell
I often dream this dream
Surreal and quite sublime
Where the essence of my character
Transports to another time
Bonny hats
Crinoline
In my pocket sits a key
I stroll
out
into the garden
Wait by the old oak tree
Watch the boy approaching
From the distance on his mare
Close my eyes
Count to ten
Recite the lord’s great prayer
Soon he is upon me
I hand him now the key
And as I stare into his eyes
I see that the boy is
me
I don’t know what it means
But it tends to soothe the pain
Until the cycle
Fires up
Vitriolic rain
Pollutes my brain
Help me
Help me
Help me
I’m drowning in the mire
Throw me out a lifeline
Before my will expires
I start to scream
I start to shout
I know with them
I have no clout
We all go through the motions
We all have a part to play
I give a star performance
They
know I’ll rue this day
Soon I’m bound and gagged
Contained within a cell
And if you listen very carefully
You’ll hear the sound of the
**Death Knell …
Written by
Bathsheba
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