Final Act Poem by Dorsey Baker

Final Act



Last breath
fear of death
has died
the demon of torment
can no longer
touch
having no power
over the unknown
freedom performance
a final act
the bread of life
makes full
the belly of the empty tomb
in darkness
in darkness
where no morning sun
appears
the white horse
is coming
the vision no longer
unwelcome
as it nears!

Wednesday, June 6, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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