Poem 13: Reapper Ripper

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book I: Death
Poem 13: Reapper Ripper

They come
Go
Disappear
Memories of tommorrow
Ghosts from yesterday

Remembraces to come
Of the children yet unborn
He looks
Gazes
Sees
Those whom in the future
He will,
At last,
Meet

They arrive
Depart
Reappear
Ghosts from tommorrow

Memories
of yeasterday
Voices still present
Of the dead yet alive
They fade
Materialise
For the grim reapper
Her beautiful future
Is only his past
To reap.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005