Quiet Friend

He accompanies me through wind and rain

When I'm in agony and pain

He warns me for the change, the change of tide

And tells me when and where to hide

When I was born along came he

When I arose he came alive in me

But only I was recognized

Vivid in their dream

No one saw him gleam

How selective they wish to perceive

In the lie, they want to believe

The trees blossom acknowledged

The roots denied

Because if he'd be noticed

They'd tremble, terrified

Why not speak of him freely?

Of the one hushed so ruthlessly?

He who offers the ultimate escape

Out of this treacherous world full rape

To me, a friend

Guardian of my final breath

To them, their greatest fear

They call him "DEATH"