Death has a soul
As he rips the soulless
And carries their corpse
He cares you know
How you die
And he fears it
Just as you fear him
Like a snake, he is
The work you till him
The stories he must kill
Whether good or bad
He must fearfully grab when times come
So remember
As you just barely escape
Death
It isn't your will
It's death's
There's always one thing that happens to save you
February 20, 2016
