You are Called

Your Destiny, Your fate,

That unknown dark date

to all life known with a blackened fame

A day…

End of times………

The day God calls your name……

No one will ever know

No one will ever be shown

A gold meadow with grass tall as tree’s

The mystery, A command, this un-escapable decree

Many ask what happens when you’re called

Will I rise, will I fall? this choking long narrowing hall

The mystery of life… revealed in an instant

Death….

this brutal task….

all will face and stand…..

Unfriendly Departure, The day has come

Your journey will end, don’t act dumb

A time you leave this vile world behind

Sometimes without goodbye

Are you ready, your trip, this other side

There is no escape, No you can’t hide

A ticket with our date already set in stone

We must face this date, our fate, yes, all alone

-Undertaker

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Published on Monday, May 21, 2012. Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Comments on "You are Called"

A former member wrote: Wow this a very powerfully dark poem. But Iâ€™m with dwells on the pre-destination I just think you can change your fate any time you want. Love the poem
On Monday, May 21, 2012, Corinthian (306) wrote:

That unknown dark date ... was June 8 2010 ..... ++++ I liked this a lot quite unalluminated ... acheronian forest is where they went .... thankyou ..was nice to read ~Ã—
On Monday, May 21, 2012, dwells (4177) wrote:

Not sure I believe in pre-destination but who can really say for sure? Guess we'll all find out eventually. This put me in mind of "Invictus" somewhat, well done, thanks.
On Monday, May 21, 2012, violetdarkness (50) wrote:

this piece is so great. thank you so much for posting this. i felt the dark solitude at the end.
A former member wrote: This mad me cry , loved it nice write