• Taking my usual path
    Along the gray, ivy and sorrow
    I see a hooded man
    The one we all fear
    But not me I welcome him
    With open arms of grace
    The words I say
    That spill out my mouth
    “Good day death not killing today?
    No sorrow, no misery, no loss of life”
    He looked at me with socket less eyes
    Though hidden away he stared at me
    “Good day in deed my fleshy friend
    But it is good for me and not for you.
    For you see people are dying as we speak
    There souls wander lost and they weep
    And it is your kind I thank.
    The smokers the drunks and the drug abusers
    They take themselves and others on a daily basis
    “Why is that so?” I ask quite quaint
    “For human will is weak when taken just once
    A sniff of my breath, a drop of my blood
    My bones penetrate there skin
    And when they try to take it away they will crave for more
    “Ah, yes” I say with understanding
    “But you must see that I will never succumb to your tools
    I am one of the bright lights in life that shine through the darkness”
    “Yes it’s agreeable you are one of them” he replied with a nod
    “But your light will burn out through the essence of time
    You may breathe now but you will die
    And I will be there to take you and walk by my side.”
    “Yes, I do not deny it I will die
    And I will be glad to walk by your side”
    I say with a smile
    But curiosity strikes and a question seed is planted
    It grows from my mouth and I speak its petals
    “But before we part and take our leave
    May I ask you a question for I need to be briefed?”
    “Then speak fool do not waste my time, there are spirits lost looking for salvation”
    He spat with fury
    “Why does you heart fill with joy whenever it comes to death
    The last breathe and cry when life’s candle has burned out and you reap the rewards that is that is the light to your own heart”
    “A heart you say? Bah! A heart I need not, no emotions I need for I feel none
    Soul taming is the job that was given unto me its something I must do
    Whether it be a curse or a gift I cannot say