I Am The Grave Poem by Eustace Dunn

I Am The Grave

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I beckon on you to come
I am the grave your home
Do not crave any doubt
Because you know your life is a bout.
When you come,
Then we shall gum.

See how you fear
You forget that one day
You shall be near
Or even in me without pay.
I see you now on my surface
You feel for the other face.
Make sure I don’t see your trace
Perhaps you shall take his place.

You are marking how deep
You’ll keep
The feet
Using your feet to measure the feet.
You target
The size of the casket.
You forget
You are in my docket
With your ticket.

If only you’ll know
As you dig and go.
If only you’ll know
That your trace
Is on my surface
Because I know your face.

I said welcome the moment you fell.
I know you very well.
Don’t worry you’ve come to dwell
Don’t think you’re in hell
For you shall be well.
Thank you for choosing my space
With grace
Because I am the grave.

Sunday, July 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eustace Dunn 09 April 2017

Thanks

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G. Akanji Olaniyi 26 July 2015

Good sermon! I guess everybody needs to read this piece. Very captivating and appealing! tfs! ! !

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Roseann Shawiak 26 July 2015

Interesting concept, seeing death from a grave's viewpoint. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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