Let Me (The Last Wish) Poem by Philip Williams

Let Me (The Last Wish)

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Let my body rot amongst the bushes
Let my body decay among the thorns
Let the season decay my dead body
Let the wind, rain, and snow take its toll

Let me blush in purple patches
Let my blood pool, and become so cold
Let the element reduce my image
Let nature take her strangle hold

Let vixen feed on my rancid meat
Let the birds peck my sorry corpse
Let no one ever seek and find me
Let those he seek me, take another course

Let the insects devour what was me
Let the insect make it their new home
Let the blow fly make its entry
Let the flesh fly spawn for new born

Let me bloat amongst the flowers
Let my fluids shore a torrid force
Let my decomposition be my island
Vegetation death around my stinking moat

Let maggots hatch in orifices plenty
Let them feast upon the rotting horde
Let them leave when there is nothing of me
Let my dry skin shrink to bone

Let my bones become so brittle
Let my skeleton shape live in stones
Let the flowers grow around me
Let the vines encase my drying bones

Let me lay in peace, where I did lay me
Let me no longer be another’s chore
Let the lord know my final humility
Let me become dust of which I was born

Monday, July 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 01 August 2015

A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with spiritual insight to capture the conviction of the poet. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Kelly Kurt 29 July 2015

I feel the same way, Philip Great poem

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Allotey Abossey 27 July 2015

Such a calm and solemn poem.... Good write...

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