The Predator

This one is about Death.... No matter how u think u can prepare for it, it comes when u least expect it

Like a shadow in daylight, it follows you.
As you leave footprints of memories, it watches on.
It awaits in silence as it prepares to make its move.
As the hour strikes, it makes a victim of us all.

Like a thief in the night it comes.
It doesn't negotiate, it only comes to steal.
It leaves no traces of any possible reason why.
Once the Job is done, it makes a victim of another one.

In a blink of an eye it manoeuvres its way in.
It gives no warning to its victim,
Nor let its victim prepare.
Its intentions no one knows.

It requires no permission,
Nor a chance to disagree.
It pretends as if it's never coming,
Then like a surprise, it comes unexpectedly