Dean Koontz

(Pennsylvania)

Twilight - Poem by Dean Koontz

Pestilence, disease, and war
haunt this sorry place.
And nothing lasts forever;
that's a truth we have to face.

We spend vast energy and time
plotting death for one another.
No one, nowhere, is ever safe.
Not father, child, or mother.

Is the end of the world a-coming?
Is that the Devil they hear humming?
Are those doomsday bells a-ringing?
Is that the Devil they hear singing?

Or are their dark fears exaggerated?
Are these doom-criers addlepated?

Those who fear the coming of all Hells
are those who should be feared themselves

There's no escape
From death's embrace,
though you lead it on
a merry chase.

The dogs of death
enjoy the chase.
Just see the smile
on each hound's face.

The chase can't last;
the dogs must feed.
It will come to pass
With terrifying speed.

The hounds, the hounds
come baying at his heels.
The hounds! The hounds!
The breath of death he feels.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 3, 2013


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