Death

Poem about death

Death

It's in the ironic comparison of life that we see him

Death

a powerful, unpredictable force of nature.

Death

Giving no warning, none can avoid him

Death

as he walks hand in hand with each of us

Death

with every second passing, drawing closer.

Death

Affecting 1 in every human

Death

with icy hands cloaked in darkness

Death

none are ready to meet him

Death

the taker of life.

Author's Note

Did this quite awhile back