Death is a poem by Hopewell Valley Central High School senior Mia Vaughn & was published in Panorama, the literary arts magazine.
Do not be afraid of me,
I mean no harm.
From my looks you may be hesitant
To step into my arms.
But trust the natural order And you will be freed
Of running away from me.
I only come when the times is ready,
That you can be sure.
I know that you are curious
And that I just adore.
I am older than the sun
And god herself,
For I outlaw everyone
As I sit on the highest shelf.
To reap the many lives in which god sows
Is not to die,
But to grow.
That I take away
The lives that they love,
But that is selfish for I only give a gift they doth not know of.
Enjoy my presence
Because I will not leave,
Not for a very long time,
So know that I am only part of the rhythm,
Not the rhyme.
Do not grieve,
Let go and be pleased,
That I have given the gift of a lifetime.
Many describe me as what they called diseased,
But promise I only take what is mine.
I am the only thing that you can count on,
Not life, success, or love,
Not until I’m gone
Can one dream of
What they believe is above.
So please I ask, with all my might,
Do not think of me as malicious intent,
But rather a mother to kiss you goodnight
And ease your resent.