Random Poems

Death's Grave

Have you ever wondered what Death was like?
What it does to its victims whenever it's their time?
Does it escort it to nothing?
Does it let them rot in the soil?

It does neither, frankly, but it does go to court
Death will help debate where you go
Heaven or Hell, it's not as simple as it sounds
But, in the end, Death is thanked at their doorstep

What does Death do when non are dead?
Does it sit around?
Does it pace the world looking for victims to devour?
What does it do?

Death comes to a grave once in a while
It looks down at it with a blank stare
Death hates this old grave
So he tries to pay its debt through the dead

Why does it hate the grave?
Why does it care?
Does it try to avoid it?
Does it try to destroy it?

Death cannot destroy it
It doesn't have a choice
That grave is Death's own
Do you know of Death's grave?