Garry Stanton - Death, Yourself

Take a look at your
Self. Do you think you are
Frightening?
Well, ok, you are.

Death, yourself,
What gives you the right?
The right to scare
The right to hold that
Grim Reapers’s toy?

Hold it above
Us. Hold it below us.
From which direction will you
Slice? And when...?

Why don’t you take a look
At yourself?

You are unspeakable
But right. Always right.
You always get your way.

Death, yourself,
What gives you the right?
In cahoots with Time...
Are you in competition,
Or is it a supply and demand
Arrangement?

Do you think you are
Frightening, commonplace
Curse?

Take a look at your
Self. Do you think you are
Frightening?
Well, ok, you are.

Garry Stanton

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