Forsee My Death

by

Angela Bean

witness to a crime
kind man without a dime
busy dude without any time
got his chick
doing her witchcraft
woeful of woes
passing my foes
I touch the kiss of death
taking one last breath
they lower the coffin
everyone sies
everyone cries
flowers are delivereed
roses are sat there
the coffin is lowered
seeing the last of daylight
darkness, I will see
darkness forever
that's what's in store for me