The Reaper’s Act

The chorus of angels uplifted my dreary soul.

While the reaper offers his hand

Should I take it?

Release myself from this earthly form?

To fade into the night in the undertakers arms?

I can hear them now, the voices of those who have fallen before

But suddenly a crescendo of voices overpower the fallen

They are the voices of my family who cry for me to come back home

I glance at the reaper his hand still outstretched, so calm, so cold

But behind me, I can still hear them

Pleading, begging for just one more night, just for one more day

To have me in their arms

How could I be so foolish, so selfish

They need me, I have to go back

Forgive me reaper this is not my final act

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