An Extraordinary Death
A poem by Faridoon Shahryar
Pain is not new
Others have felt it before
Pain will flower
Even when you're not around;
It is time to make
The lie of life
One hell of a ride.
The bloody trail,
A fictitious tale,
Salivating scavengers
Feasting on rumour mongering
Go out and have
Your day in the sun,
Yes I am willing to die
If that pleases you,
But I will dance,
A happy dance
Till the last breath,
Rob me of all my rights
But I bet you can't
Rob me of happiness,
A golden smile,
As if nothing happened.
If death is my fate,
I refuse to die
An ordinary death.
Come get me!
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