Slug or Gut Rot

Swift is death by lead slug.
Agonizing is the gut rot.
Who should fear the bullet?
Yet, they all do;
they fear its certainty.
It denies hope – even false hope.

To have one’s innards turn to mush,
that is a vile way to recede.
To die shivering under a tarp
in a rain that comes relentlessly –
day after day / no end in sight –
that’s the devil’s own conception of death.

About B Gourley

Bernie Gourley is a writer living in Bangalore, India. His poetry collection, Poems of the Introverted Yogi is now available on Amazon. He teaches yoga, with a specialization in pranayama, and holds a RYT500 certification. For most of his adult life, he practiced martial arts, including: Kobudo, Muay Thai, Kalaripayattu, and Taiji. He is a world traveler, having visited more than 40 countries around the globe.
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