Oh, my God - have mercy! Another morning. The endless cycle continues. Poor Aiden‘s dog. Sorry Alyssa‘s cat. David’s great grandmother who was never sick. Gina‘s grandson, just eight days old. A butterfly on a windshield. A baby bird falling from its nest. A baboon killed by a leopard. A lion killed by a poacher. A politician killed by cancer. A crab boiled alive and smashed to be cooked. Luke’s f...

Life in my hands

A wondereous gift

To choose who shall die

Most hate me

Some fear me

Others are fascinated by me

I do amazing things

I put people out of their misery

Either sick or in pain

I help them though you say otherwise

Sometimes I come out of nowhere

Other times people know for a while

Or find out at the last minute

I hather souls

And set them free

No longer in pain when they’re with ...

Each day a gift sent to the rift

To save them from the squalor.

A life I lure to spare the poor,

But never the white-collar.

The power, great, painless to take,

I never could abuse.

How could they know it’s time to go?

No, that’s for me to choose.

Now, there are those who dare oppose

My godly overseeing.

But it is them, I tell you, friend,

Who do all the deceiving.

Life in my hands, with it I pla...

I love my job, I think

Blank stare, scratching my head…a blink

Well, I do what I must

Everyone, everything will eventually turn to dust

Some of you must think of me as grey and bleak

Some of you might think, I only come for the weak

I am not scary and grave

And when I knock, You don’t need to be brave

I don’t pick and choose

That’s not what I do

I swear, it is true

Life happens, it’s so fast

...

Every day I have to choose it’s heads or tails but,no one can win everyone has to lose. Wheather you live to make it to see another day. With my job on this earth you cannot stay. If you believe in a higher power.

I truly hope they help you in your final hour. If I could I’d only take the lives of those who deserve it and when the good die young I want to quit.but if there were no such thing as d...

**_At the dawn of my existence,

All was a fresh canvas,

From the vibrant tapestry of the earth,

The wondrous grace of flora and fauna,

To the pure naivety of unseen shadows that roam the realm.

Life unfolds in beauty's embrace,

Yet harbors shadows in its dance,

At times, it glimmers like a cherished gift,

Only to reveal a heart of coal on Christmas morn.

Since the dawn of thought within...

People hate me, they despise me.

The hate me for taking away those that they love.

They fear me for they know one day I’ll come knocking on their own door.

They hate that they fear me.

And that fuels their hate some more.

Then there are those that love me.

They long for me.

Those are the ones that scare me.

Since how could someone want me?

I am the one who chooses.

I am the one who d...

I watch from afar,

Omniscient,

Omnipresent,

Black robes, no gavel.

A Santa of survival,

I see your deeds,

Good and bad.

My gift is sweet release.

Some days I let chaos reign,

I roll the die,

And then you die.

Another soul for the collection.

Sometimes I remove your pain,

But mostly I am the cause.

I’m necessary,

I’m unavoidable,

I’m inescapable,

I’m here…...

Good and bad

Young and old

Happy and sad

Gray and gold

I look at them all

To decide who will fall

But in the end

I just pretend

That they’re all the same

And spin a wheel like it’s a game...

Sometimes I wonder

If it should be my choice

My responsibility to decide

Who lives and who dies?

Such a big task

The weighing of hearts,

Bearing the burden of justice,

I’m starting to feel the cracks

Im horrid, Wretched

Causer of tears

Empty of feeling,

But who am I if not feared

Hades,

Yama,

Osiris

Odin

Many names but one choice

I am the grim reaper

Who chooses

Who lives and dies...