ANGEL OF DEATH

He went to check
up on the cat
tripped over a
crooked vine table
tried to get up
smashed its circular
glass in half
moon shapes

Street silent in
obedience

Angel was waiting in
right hand ceiling corner
said “Look here”
He turned his grey
head neck swirling
eyes like saucers

Angel swiftly drew
outgoing breath
body folded
Soul flew into another
Light pod without
a goodbye

Neighbour said
fetch a sheet
a week before
Dad grimaced
“Alles vir Niks”
(All for Nothing)

His wisdom words
he did not fully
comprehend

Angel of Death
knew he was
more than ready
for his Light
pod lessons

He is washing his
hands with his
Mother


©GhairoDanielsPoetry
&Song2025