Come with me child, whether you be girl or boy
Filled with sadness, or perhaps, with joy
Step away from thy broken home
In the wild forevermore we shall roam
Come with me child you have lived a hard life
Hunt for food, and protect with a knife
In heaven or hell you shall arrive
But only if you fail to survive
Come with me child you have been gone too long
Come back to thy home which like a torn picture has been redrawn
As you walk through the door you are greeted with tears
You have been gone too long Death was your worst fear
Once one tear begins to fall another shall soon follow
But one stays back for his heart turned hollow
You have been gone too long you have forgotten his name
You know that after all it is you to blame
As you awake to come face to face with a man
A man whose clothes are very deadpan
It is Death you finally realize
And you conclude that this will be your demise
He starts to whisper in a wraith like tone
The words ring and shake you to your bones
Come with me child you have lived your life
But you have met the end of your strife
Now you will rest in peace
For your days of living are about to cease
You are sad but you are relieved
As you hear his voice you realize you've been deceived
Here comes the child
Away from the world of the wild
His time of judgment is almost at hand
As is the natural law of the land.
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Come With Me Child!
PoetryA poem of a young boy deceived by Death into running away from his troubled home to live in the woods alone.