JEREMIAD: "LAST RESORT" BY MYLISTIC

Rescue me not

For I had not asked for a hand

Since you never offered it

Offered it when I needed it.

Throw me a straw not

For clutching at it I won't

Drowning at free will I'm

Dive in en I'll drag you deep down with me!

Why hold my hand now? 

Why hold it after all hope is lost? 

Why hold it while being lifeless is my last choice? 

Let go, for the beckoning of my ancestors awaits!

Show me light not

For I'm a bat

Death havours around me

While the angel of death is ready to slay me!

©® MYLISTIC MASTER PEN 🖋🇰🇪

- Kenya

The poet persona anticipates death and warns any man against rescuing him. Hailing that no man has offered help when he cried for help. The voice says hope and future is lost; so death is a reliable solution.