Grim Reaper

You sit in wait for the final breath
The last heart beat to sound
Your fascinated by the Pain of the rest
Their future is wrapped in your bound

You care not what pain you may bring
The pain of others is almost a game
Your relish in their certain misery
Their response of you is always the same

Plaque this world as you do
Take from us the ones we hold dear
We will all continue to fear you
Your intentions of death remain clear

We will not celebrate your existence
We will not expect you to celebrate us
Please only expect our resistance
Our hatred of you says enough

What do you do with the souls you take
Where do you keep them all
Will you ever have anything at stake
Why must all your actions be so final


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Joan Miranda
    Nov 05, 2012 @ 14:30:57

    Really beautiful poem, love the choice of death as the focal point of your poem


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