Today is a fine day, a fine day to die.
I lie in a field and look up at the sky.
Surrounded by corpses with lifeless eyes.
I take a deep breath, smiling at my demise.
Today is a fine day, a fine day indeed.
The sun’s light fades as I continue to bleed.
There are no more worries of wants or needs.
It’s all blown away on a cold gentle breeze.
Today is a fine day, a fine day to end.
Mortal wounds are beyond being able to mend.
An envoy of death just around the bend.
Of life itself from which my body he rends.
Today is a fine day, a fine day at last.
This day like no other I’ve had in the past.
Cut down as I stood in glory steadfast.
As around me the dead in legions amassed.
I died for you my love, I died for my land.
But know that I’ll always be with you at hand.
Now before me a pale horse comes to stand.
Its rider calls me with his silent command.
Today is a fine day,
A fine day to die.
It’s about time I posted something. Having been distracted by a number of things, I find little time to sit and write. I’d rather not post for the sake of having posts, likes, or views. So if I don’t have material that I feel isn’t worthy to be posted, I won’t do so. Even if a month goes by. However, I do miss being here when I am away.
The other day, I was out and thought to myself, “Today is a good day to die.” Now, I’m not saying I want to die, or that I wanted to at that time. Rather, I felt at peace. It is strange to try and explain, but at the moment of serenity, there’s nothing to worry about or fear. For a moment, however long, there’s a feeling of “walking on water” or omnipotence in a sense. Knowing that all happens as it does and accepting where you are physically and mentally, as well as all of your vulnerabilities and even mortality, is a freeing feeling. I could go on and on, but would rather not at this time. Some of you are probably thinking what the hell is wrong with this guy.
Anyways, this piece is about…
You’ll figure it out. It’s obvious.