How to greet Death

It's been ages since my last post on this blog, therefore I thought to post one of my favourite poems.

It may seem a little depro to some - but I actually thinks it's rather enchanting and powerful, as opposed to depro...

This to me symbolizes a life lived to the full with no regrets; and also to serve a little reminder to not let anything get you down, or stand in the way of your dreams - not even immortality .

I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I do.  

How to greet Death - Gabriel Gadfly

Greet death

with your hands in your pockets,

slouched back, cool,

collected, and confident.

Wear a hint of a grin

and a dash of cologne.

Say What took you so long?

Say You're behind the times, man.

Say Dead is the new black.

Coffin is the new condo.

Pallor is the new tan.

La vida muerta.

Greet death

with a fistful of black-eyed Susan's,

butterflies in your stomach,

and two tickets to tomorrow's sunrise.

Wear your father's cuff-links

and your mother's wedding ring.

Say I brought these for you, babe.

Say Kiss me, kiss me.

Say But wait until the sun comes up.

Just until daybreak.

I want to show you something.

Hasta la muerte, te amo.

Greet death

with a knife at your own neck,

chin up, throat bared,

cardiac in overdrive.

Wear nothing.

Wear nothing.

Say Bring it on motherfucker!

Say Only on my terms.

Say nothing and open your throat.

and bleed to completion.

El final, el final, el final.