Thank Time Poem by Shueyb Boyer

WHEN DEATH COMES FOR ME,
TELL IT TO BRING TIME AS IT'S COMPANY.

PLZ! ?
ASK THEM TO WAIT AT MY FRONT DOOR
ASK THEM TO WAIT UNTIL THE MOON OVER TAKES THE SUN,
OR HAVE THEM WAIT FOR THE DAY TO OUTSTRIP THE NIGHT, WHICH EVER COMES FIRST
BUT RIGHT BEFORE DAWN APPEARS DOWN THE STREET, OR THE FIRST STAR APPEARS IN THE SKY
TELL DEATH AND TIME TO COME IN.

HAVE THEM WIPE THEIR FEET AFTER THEY COME OUT THEIR CLEITS, AT THE FRONT DOOR
HAVE THEM GREET WITH A GREETING OF PEACE EVEN THOUGH THEY HAVEN'T SPOTTED WHO THEY SEEK, AT THE FRONT DOOR
TELL THEM TO HELP THEIR SELF TO ANY MATERIAL THING THEY SEE, BUT TURN A BLIND EYE TO ANY OF MY LOVE ONE THEY MEET

AFTER THEY HAVE HAD THEIR FILL AND SATISFIED THEIR EXISTANCE
TELL DEATH TO COME UP THE STAIRS AND KNOCK ON THE SECOND DOOR TO ITS RIGHT
AND IF I DONT RESPOND AND HE ATTEMPS TO COME IN,
ASK TIME TO JOIN HIM INFRONT OF MY DOOR,
AND WHEN I GET DONE PRAYING FOR FORGIVENESS FOR MY SOUL,
TELL DEATH TO ENTER AND TAKE MY SOUL GENTLY,
BUT WHATEVER YOU DO DON'T FORGET TO THANK TIME AS YOU SHOW IT TO THE FRONT DOOR.