Around every corner and every bend.
there stands a death but no one can see.
it carries along rage and angst.
and tries to kill all those who plea.
its main purpose is to fight to win.
to attack.to kill.
to imagine the world was blank.
to retrieve death back.
beware of streets
paves
walks
there is a death
waiting to mask
the world.
death stalks roaming the corridors
click clack thummm thwang
turns his socketed eyes to see
what the harbinger brought for me
the hourglass is nearly still
the soft sigh of life leaving
soul waits to be conferred
door insubstantial portal passed
two souls stand waiting
one young and vibrant wanting to leave
the other old and fragmented fighting to stay
the scythe swings
the fight is on
the youth hurries and is won
the older hides amongst the warmth of the corpse
sudden shudder
opening breathe
back to life what a quest
who is this unwanted guest
life reborn older eye sees life joined and bitterness ceased
it crawls through the germinating darkness
and obeys the rules of the air
it follows every silent breeze
unto the endless hallways.
the chandeliers on the ceiling shatter
the drapes on the windows still
it floats around the barricaded doors
and with its long staff on its back.
it understands the laws of the current mis happenings
because it caused it.
it made it happen.
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starting from "death stalks roaming the corridors" to "ceased " was written by my amazing sister Merith =].
