DEATH Poem: Death Doesn’t Knock, by Tomiko Halstead

Death comes swift,
Death takes fast;
At your doorstep,
Death doesn’t knock.

Instead,
it seeps through the cracks and in the windows left ajar.
it bleeds into the words of those around us.
it keeps over our loved ones when they take their last breath—

Death is a friend,
Death is an ally;
At your side,

Death doesn’t wait.

But,
it sings in a chorus of whispers.
it showers those hurting with eternal mercy.
it strengthens those in grief.

Death doesn’t knock.
Death walks in.