Dear Death, Cassie Shaw

Leland Quarterly | Fall 2021

Cassie Shaw

Coward in a cloak, thief in the night, infamous chair, perpetual plight.

You stole what was mine, Took them all away from me. Left me not even a ghost, just how heartless can you be?

Ruthless, you robbed me of my future, my life; my family gone with a swipe of your scythe.

Their blood now stains Your jagged edge. So blame yourself When I get revenge.

How did you decide their value? — Just who are you to judge? I pray the tables turn, Then it’s you who’ll have a grudge.

I’m at my wits’end, I’ve nothing left to lose.

I’ll hunt you down, Death. Till you pay your dues.

Face me, coward, feel the fury behind my eyes. Come up off your throne of bones so I can taste your sweet demise.

Speak for your crimes, your crippling destruction. Repent for your sins and mass soul abduction!

I truly can’t wait to meet you and avenge those suffered souls. So swing away and save my seat to your Death upon their bones.

Dear Death | Cassie Shaw