Danse Macabre
(A lone voice whispers)
If I died tomorrow, would you still miss me?
Would you remember the first day you met or kissed me?
If my long walk home to atone was announced by the sudden ringing of a golden bell, would you cry as I broke life's spell?
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
A poem exploring existential vulnerability:
A fear of dying unloved or unremembered.
A longing for emotional permanence in an impermanent world.
A gentle confrontation with death, not in terror, but in lonely honesty.
It’s not morbid—it’s tender. Death is simply the lens through which the speaker asks the most human question of all:
“Did I matter to you?”
Do you think you will be remembered in ten years?
Beyond birthdays or at Christmas?
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