Title: Death is...
Author:
illwynd
Disclaimer: Not mine, really!
Rating: PG for dark
theme
Notes: Imagine whoever you like as the writer, but Boromir
is the dead guy. Also, I'm not, by nature a poet, but hopefully
this will be acceptable.
Death is a scandal, to those who
have survived far worse.
Death is a torture, for those who suffer
in their last moments, long or brief.
Death is a cheat, to those
who have only lived a little while, and had high hopes.
Death is a
sacrifice, for those who knew the danger, and went anyway.
Death
is an insult, to those who had just learned how to live.
Death is
a relief, to those who were burdened too much.
Death is a shameful
thing, to those who believed they would win their battles.
Death
is a waste, to those who had things to do.
Death is a tragedy.
Death is the last battle you must lose.
Death is
the last pain you must feel.
Death is the only certainty you must
accept.
Is it a wonder, or a curse?
Will I see you
there?
Awestruck.
By a cold stone, I think of you.
Gone
without a trace.
A shadow stands near.
Death waits.