death

Death…

comes like a thief in the night

stealth and airy

wisping through the air like ‘fore day morning freshness, only it refreshes no one

Death…

comes like a Head of State visit

loud and announced with months to plan

but never enough time to prepare

Death…

screams and kicks and punches

knocks you off your feel and cuffs the fear of God into you

rattles your confidence in the nothingness of your plans

Death…

is all powerful

able to take at will; to pass over or hold on to whomever it desires

daring all and sundry to stop it

Death…

hurts, shocks, silences, lays low

forces those who come close enough to see it to stop and take notice because

Death is here!

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