The Grim Reaper

I stage your days like a theater One day at a time, I set them asunder From your first through your last is my price You sweat trying give meaning to that space I own Monday to Sunday and any holiday So do I your leave days and your payday I’m Gregorian so I thrive in the castle walls Mock me and cross me out to your own fall Time is limited, yours by the way Waste me, to your own dismay I never send a notice on the due date You and I meet at a tangent You say hello, I say goodbye I move along and you die There’s been 107 billion souls thus far And my appetite is only growing bigger Every year enjoy your Happy birthday?! Seize the day, that’s what they say I’ll be there soon fresh as a new day To take what is owed to me today