Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/our man in europe/ "Don't fear da Reaper!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Don't fear da Reaper!"


.....Don't fear the Reaper, my sweet?
 Like the tomorrow, a rendezvous, uncertain;
 where-as I, in love, true, am declared.
 Don't fear da Reaper, my sweet:
 RUST, bone, death and decay
 swallows PASSION
 whilst imagination, sprinkled,
 confettis' Life and Death's nuptials:
 Ask any Suicide!

Don' fear the Reaper, my sweet.
 Ordained? -Certainly! PRE-ordained?
-In TIME's (thee actual GOD) hands,
 there are no prohpets: Romeo and Juliet,
 together in eternity? To BE like they are?

 C'mon, babee, don't fear the Reaper?
 Enjoined, cloyed sweat and twist
 in a caldera of bliss,
 and a Universe, eyed, that the mind is yet to see?
 C'mon, babee. C'mon, maybe?
 C'mon, babee: don't ya gonna fear da Reaper!...


c 2015/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Modica-Sicily.