Death
Dark as the night and still as steel
With a face on which no emotion is clasped
Disregarding race, age, gender or class
Quietly but not gently seeping life out of its victim
Serving as reminders to the sojourners of this world
Not in a nice way in the least
Yet, doing its job and scaring the world
Making some hearts yielding and expectant
Some, unyielding and recalcitrant
There is only so much death can do.
Oh death!!
ReplyDeleteA mystery we all fold our hands to watch, it's death anyway.
ReplyDeleteDeath is that beater reality.
ReplyDelete“Still as steel"
ReplyDeleteI just might have found a line too much in this. Bravo