An Evil time

I knew it was an evil time.

I could feel the weight trying to pull me down.

I don't know if it was my imagination,

but an army of reapers seemed to be walking the earth.

And one of them seemed standing near me.

Tugging on my sleeve.

 

I said, keep away from me!

And went on to grieve,

for all who I knew were passing away

these evil days.

 

It may be just my imagination.

But I can feel when some folks are letting go.

And while i know I'll miss them deep in my soul.

At least they could let go

of the weight of an evil world.

And I know, they were taking both the good and evil.

But especially those who committed no crime.

And I say to the ineffable lord of the Universe;

Please take your evil eye off of me.

and roll the other one around.

But then I consider the better people you take

....instead of me

and I say, if it is my time, let it be.

But let me finish a few things first.

Over the weekend it felt like the very gravity of the earth was tugging me down. Today I find out that so many people I love from afar, passed. It's not my time yet.

Christopher H. Holte