Cheating Death
Who cheats anything
And gets away with it?
Personification
I get it
We must make a foe
Of death
To be defeated
Even if that never happens
Not by us
Where is the sting of
Death might be
As close as we can get
Death hurts,
Though finally it doesn’t
Have to
That’s faith
That is not personified
Except for centuries ago
In morality plays
Maybe we should bring them back
With all the characters in tow
Allegories
Grace, Good Works
Temptation
Faith and Judgment
Parts of a spiritual life
With the hero Everyman
Whose name will
Have to change to Everyone
I must admit, I like
The sound of that
And how it might play
Upon the stage
That is mortality
Where Death will win
Though it will not hurt so much
For the dead,
For those left behind
C L Couch
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May 16, 2020 at 10:29 pm
Nice thought filled write, my friend. For me , death is a process that will prompt me, to be born again. You?
May 17, 2020 at 8:50 pm
Thank you, friend! And I agree, I think death is a process at the end of which there will be new life.
May 18, 2020 at 6:13 pm
“Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?” 1 Corinthian 15:55
This is particularly pertinent to me as I am allergic to the yellow-jacketed wasp and have had my share of narrow escapes from death in its guise as a wasp. Death comes in many forms. For me, it’s not death per se but the manner of my death. You are always illuminating Christopher.
May 19, 2020 at 1:17 am
Thank you, Len. I appreciate learning some about you. Yellow jackets are disturbing, aren’t they? I’m sorry you’re allergic–so allergic you could die. The Christian faith has it that the sting of death is removed, just as you’ve cited. But I’d not hurry it on with wasps. I’m guessing you carry the pen with you.