Death

Look mummy,
the shop at the corner is closed for the day,
can we come back on another day instead?

Shops closed for the day,
Calls not picked up,
Machines not working,
Friendships are broken,
Leaves falling from the trees..
Are things destined for another day?

Life has no yesterday,
for what seems liked yesterday are all over..
Neither has it possess tomorrow,
while plans may be made for tomorrow or for the day after next,
will tomorrow ever arrive?

Seduction of the angel,
Kiss of the devil,
Any differences do they make?

It has always been there,
lurking close by,
at your doorstep,
smiling, enjoying and laughing,
waiting for all but that day....

A thousand wishes and a thousand prayers,
its still there awaiting for the day...

maybe it wouldnt come?
maybe the scientists will discover eternal life?
maybe just maybe....

they are all just maybe,
hope is important for survival,
yet facing it and laughing at it in its face holds its own,
for who has ever escaped and recounted,
its kiss and companionship?