DEATH

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An inevitable force

A selfish beast that feeds on anyone he meets

A raging magnet, attracting innocents with deceit

He bears no mercy for the young, the rich or the poor

The famous or the infamous

Sometimes, he takes away the people we cherish the most

Leaving us in tatters and in excruciating pain.

Sometimes, he takes us away gently

Lulling us into eternity through our sleep

Painlessly, sweetly and carefully

Drifting us to either heaven or hell

Where we watch our loved ones and the rest of the world mourn.

But in other cases, it tears us away without warning

Through the help of other evil, selfish mortals,

He spears, guns, slices and rips our flesh apart

Wielding his scythe, he removes our souls from our bodies

Leaving us as mere hollow containers

With our loved ones crying their eyes out beside our caskets.

After suffering, we want to end it

To let it all go

After all, there's nothing left to live for

We stare at the cup of Sniper tea

Muttering our last prayers, we gulp it down

Feel the poison destroy every cell in our body

Writhing in pain and anguish, we hope for it to end soon

It does, but quickly replaced by a new kind of torture

In the burning pits of hell.

When old age takes us,

We will be among the dead,

But let no mournful words be said

We were happy all our lives

Our three sons we married right

And their sons we rocked at night

Now, leave me to my quiet rest

In the region of the blest.

Nobody wishes to die

What nobody seems to realize

Is that Death is our only means of escape

From the horrors of this world.

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