Death’s Book Is Missing

Yesterday I posted an older poem Is it really too late  on Facebook, Ritu of ButIsmileanyway asked if I had any more stories about death I told her I had lots in my archives, she told me to get them out. 

Well our Ritu is a clever lady so I took her advice. I have pulled out a short story in verse, about Death’s apprentice loosing Death’s Book.  I wrote this story back in November 2013. I do hope you enjoy.

Death’s book is missing.

The  book was gone  and all was panic

Death  was furious,  the whole place was frantic.

Angrily he paced the wooden  floors

Searching  every room and slamming all the doors.

Things were desperate, so he call the other horsemen in

He  knew that they were busy  causing  war, plague  and strife

Ruining   crops,  watching  people die  and generally spoiling everone’s life .

They came leaving chaos in their withering wake

“Lost the book” sneered War , plague coughed famine asked was there any cake?

The Angel of death  was hiding  from, he who was dressed   in cowl and carrying a scythe

Death was frantic he new without his book those who should be dead would be staying alive.

It was famine that found him  while he searching for nourishment

The angel of death  hiding in the fridge , “he’s in here Death” famine shouted as he took the cheese and went.

Death was too angry to hang about any more .

Come on  we have to search, Now. Shouting for his horse he rushed out of the door!

So the four  horse  men of the Apocalypse followed  by the sulking angel of death

They went forth to find the book , they’d search the earth , width and breadth !!

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The fairy foxes  had found the book . They could not believe their eyes.

Did you know there were fairy foxes ? no,  nor did I, it was really a surprise!

They had found some music in it which had  made then dance

Such  a cute sight these charming fairy foxes  leap and prance.

But  we have not time  to linger watching them here

Death, his angel assistant and three brother riders will soon be drawing near.

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The forest was a flutter all was hustle and  bustle

The animals  askance  because the invisible fairy foxes dance was making the leaves to rustle.

Humans in the towns and cities  were worried  by the fact

That no one was dying despite their pleas and crying. It was making a huge impact!

The maimed, the diseased  all brought to their knees , begging  for oblivion  please!

 If looks could kill, Death would have his will  but nobody was dying

The Angel of death wanted to be back on side with Death, he  was really trying!

Death brought  then all to a halt. If we are to mix with men  our appearance needs to change

It will not help muttered plague, we’ll still wither their crops and give their dogs the mange!

What about him asked war pointing at the angel of death,  I do not give a damn said Death!

Famine said he was starving, and so they changed ready to enter the human realm, for now of death bereft .

They searched , they over turned countries, cities towns

They lay waste to plains of crops and wherever there was joy they brought frowns.

The  sick got sicker  the wars got worse not one corpse would follow Death

No matter the mutilation, the cancer  or the agony no one took their last sweet breath.

 The angel of death was in despair, his boss Death was unsure what  to do

War plague  and famine had never had so much fun no lack of suffering, and that was true.

Governments around the world had meetings, the dead drew up and begged  for oblivion

The angel of death could take no more, he went above his boss’s head, he new it was his wrong.

He crept slowly into the halls of heaven, the holy light

Bathed his body with the warmth he had long  forgot.

The beauty  of what he so missed , reminded him of what he was not.

He wept, he sobbed and grieved. Then he hear the Father’s voice.

Forgive me Father I need to see you I have no choice.

 The face of the Father full of love  and warmth looked  down on his errant son.

He knew of course before the angel spoke  exactly why he had come.

I know what is happening , I know why you have come.

The Angel of death  felt all his worries wash away

He was home, away from the horrors and he wanted to stay.

Death was fuming , where had that errant angel gone

War  was  bored, famine was wondering where his next meal would come from.

Plague  was unwell he thought it might be man flu

Death was worn out he really had run out of things he could do.

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Death  was exhausted  with the hunt , he needed coffee he needed a break!

War  was playing  cards with some no hopers in a pub. Enjoying a pint of beer

Plague was at A&E sampling  the best of care  21hrs  wait, no sign of help there , he was enjoying the break.

Famine was visiting  MacDonald’s stuffing  himself with burgers and chips, coke and shakes…. his stomach showed no fear!

Where is the  book,   where is the book ……………….  We’ve  scoured  the earth  and still no luck

Stop moaning, ordered war, have a drink  and cut loose  join us in a game of poker

Plague was still at casualty hanging outside with the smokers.

Death  watched him , the stress of the loss making him feel bad, something snapped  and he shoved plague under a truck!

Plague  got up  and swore at Death , “What game do you think you are playing”

Being an immortal  he survived ,Death strode  down the street smiting innocent bystanders at will

They fell , they then got back up ! Death shouted “Bloody Hell” Famine , a mouth full of chips  wondered what  Death was saying.

War  was ready for a fight  he told his companions they were cheating , he was spitting fire  ready for the kill.

Things were getting ugly , this was not fun .

Where was the missing apprentice ? that angel of death needed to see what he had done.

Suddenly all was silent , no bird even sung, suddenly it was black as night, …………

God was on the block and with him the errant angel who was not having any fun!

“Well” said the voice filling everywhere  with light

Somehow everyone calmed down as all their fears took flight.

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They  knew they were in trouble they new they were in bin!

They  had all been careless and causing  trouble  but felt there was no great sin.

 A voice as smooth as syrup  gently calmed the street

This calm somehow traveled around the world, believe me, no mean feat!

Death was secretly relived  to see his lord and master.

Plague, war and famine  if they had of had hearts would of felt them beating faster.

 “Good evening, Death, I hope you are well and I see you have brought  your brothers.

You  have got  yourselves in to an awful mess  Death.” God said, then turned his head to look at the others.

The angel of death standing by God’s side tears of relief running down his beautiful face

“We have the book, boss” he said.He  held it in his right hand,” praise  be, we now can sort out the human race”

 God  looked down on the angel of death who now sat in his hand, what was he to do with him

And Death  and his brothers three? They  were doing their best but God’s patience  was growing thin.

God surveyed  the scene, and  was not impressed with what he saw

Things  were so far out of hand , even he  wondered  how to return things to how they were before!

He  knew  where the book was,  he knew that  it was safe

You  would never realized that  by the look upon  his face!

War  was getting  cranky  looking for a fight

Famine’s only interest  was what would they eat  that night.

Plague was playing  with the undead  infecting  them  with flu

He was having  fun , until God  looked at  him and asked ” Is that  really a nice  thing to do?”

The angel of death  was still sitting in God’s  hand

He  was sorry he had lost death’s  book it was not what he had planned .

God told him not  to worry  all was in his power to put things back to right.

He promised the angel , Death would have his book  before the fall of night.

God  took Death to one side  and told  that he knew

How  he had a soft spot for the humans and how he grieves  at the bad  things they do.

He told him where his  book was in the leafy  dell

God  and Death  visited  the fairy  Frogs  as asked them to remove the spell.

The  Fairy  Frogs  we scolded  for  distracting  the angel of death from his work

They were duly  sorry  for distracting the apprentice  angel  who was never one to shirk.

God  then walk the earth with his old friend Death collecting all the souls of those who were undead.

They soon returned order to the earth and  removed  all memory of the last few days from every human’s  head.

So  now  you know the story and it’s ultimate and timely  end

We  can now  leave  Death  to enjoy  a cup of coffee  with his horsey friends!

He  told  his apprentice  not  to worry it was a mistake  anyone one could make

Then  slammed his scythe down on the table  to stop war  and famine  arguing over the last piece of cake!

THE END, FOR NOW………………..

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #160 Party&Enjoy

This week Ronovanwrites has given us two  happy words to use but are they always happy? Party and Enjoy.

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Skipped the Beach party

To be alone with a book

Enjoy solitude.

             ………………………….

This one is a nod to a favourite song of mine sung by Lesley Gore and written by Wolly Gold. It’s my party

If I want to cry 

I will it is my party

You go and enjoy.

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