Everyone dies

Amy McClure 1971 (Oklahoma City)



Do you ever hear of someone's  death
And wonder if you are next
Or see a funeral procession go by
And wonder if your next to die

Have you ever seen a Hertz
And wondered who
And if the next passenger will be you
View a graveyard all marble and stone
And know underneath is just skin and bone
The people weep
The crittters creep
Feasting upon the bodies deep

You think of life
The toil the strife
You think of your kids
And your loving wife

Do you still have time
To make this life divine
Or have you wasted it all
That’s such a crime

Before death comes for you
Can you still make all your dream come true?
Or in the end are you left a fool

Will it come quick
And unexpected surprise
Or will you have a slow suffering demise

Either way everyone dies


It will always be far too soon
It always is
Its always Doom

One day you wake
But dead you lay
And in the casket they put you away

He was so young
They will rage
Or will you live to a ripe old age

Your wife will cry
And wonder why
And you children will thank you
As they say goodbye

A life erase
He is in a better place
they will say
You helplessly  watch
As they pray



You hope you lived your life so well
You hope you are not on your way to hell

You wish to do it all over again
So much you would change
Its too late
It’s the end

Pastor preaches go to heaven now
But just then you realize you don’t know how

Lower into the groud
They all gather round
As the dirt thrown upon you
Silences Sound

You see the light
You run Away
And still are a ghost
To this very day.

About this poem

life and death regrets and fear

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Written on May 14, 2023

Submitted by amym.20819 on May 14, 2023

Modified by amym.20819 on May 14, 2023

1:41 min read
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Quick analysis:

Scheme XABB XCCDDEEE FFXF GXXG CCX XHH H XXX XII XJJ BBCB KKIXI LL XXXX MM ANCN XIXI
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 1,540
Words 336
Stanzas 17
Stanza Lengths 4, 8, 4, 4, 3, 3, 1, 3, 3, 3, 4, 5, 2, 4, 2, 4, 4

Amy McClure

Live in San Diego. Born in Oklahoma CIty. Traveled the world and love life and people. I did win 2023 International poet of the year and have been published in other anthologies started at 12 years old when my teach had my fables published. more…

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  • luisestable1
    This poem makes me think of the famous saying, "Drink, eat, and be marry for tomorrow you will die."
    Yes, it does not matter who you are, we all die sooner or later.
    Some might think that this poem is dark. But perhaps not so. In a way it tells a truth.
    Good read! 
    LikeReply 111 months ago

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