Death - (28/02/2016)

It comes without notice, unexpected

Just like bad news, hardly accepted

Ask it nicely, it still comes for you

Because there's nothing you can do

It's death, of course

Showing little remorse

For the suffering in pain

With no more to obtain

At the last breath

Before the death

He'll stand by the bed

Till you're finally dead

His eerie black shadow

Can be seen by the meadow

Disappears at a glance 

Steals your soul at his chance

He'll take your loved ones

With his tricks and his cons

When someone dies, he's always there

His evil grin shows no care

Men grieve, children cry

Why oh why, must people die?

So go ahead, go run and hide

No matter what you do....

...You're still gonna die