Traveling Bounty Hunter

Traveling Bounty Hunter

A Poem by Death Stalker

Dark with a cloak,
to hide his rotten face
and his skinnier than a pole body.

Thin bony hands wielding a scythe
redden with years of blood.
Glimmering under the weeping night sky.

He's known by many names,
Ankou, Pesta, Shinigami, Death
it does not matter,
because no matter what they call him
he will always be him.

Cloaked with a dark anger,
for the world.
His desire to destroy the world
is strong enough to tip over the sun.

But Mother Earth is smart
and feeds Him her childrens' soul.
To keep him calm enough,

but now...
Mother Earth is becoming desperate
as the humans belief in chemicals
what they call medicine.
Is preventing them from dying
so soon enough to keep Him full.

He is getting antsy
feeding on souls of the animals,
He want humans
or else...

© 2012 Death Stalker


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Added on June 13, 2012
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Death Stalker
Death Stalker

Tucson, AZ



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I like to write, any story that lurks into my mind. I've been writing as long as I can remember. It all started with nothing to do, it was nighttime... I was sleeping, I have a vivid dream, that ta.. more..

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