99 Poems

This Is How I 'Live'

In this world,

I seek only to retrieve souls

I was created

Just to achieve that goal

Now I walk through the dull-looking roads

I search around

What do I see?

A lifeless body lying still on the ground

Poor guy

They cut his life short

Stabbed at the back

Made sure he can’t fight back

I leaned down

pulling out his soul

I wrapped it in a bag

Made sure it’s all in control

After that

I walked some more

Seeing smoke from 2 cars smashed together

I retrieved the souls that can never live again, never

This is how I ‘live’

If this can be called living

I take the souls of those who died

I don’t have a choose

But to have the rules abide