Filippo Stella

Rookie - 29 Points (Trieste)

I Want To Die Comfortable - Poem by Filippo Stella

Not to flee from my neighbor`s dog
Or from my wife's flying pot

Just to die and stop
With no pain, no rust
Just what I like most
With nothing as a must

And when I met, and face,
The God of the Gods
For my last game of Chess

He will, to me, confess:
'I've invented my self
Just to have
A comfortable Death'

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 15, 2014


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