I can be so gentle
I can be so soothing
When I come to help.
I am not intrusive or malicious
I am here with love and kindness
I am mysterious.
However it does happen that I am deceitfully used
That is why I am feared.
Evil people have used me for vengeance
Or used me to threaten others for gain
I have also been used as an excuse to rule.
I am the right hand of God
I help him to bring back into the fold lost souls.
You cannot come to me
But I will call for you when the time is right.
I make your transition so easy, so banal
That you realise how stupid you were
To have been frightened of me.
I am not ugly.
I do not hurt.
I am Death.
When I come, you will find peace
I will shield you from
The chaos of life
I will put an end to your physical pain
And I will let you rest undisturbed for
5th October 2013
Copyright © Joseph Ben Mayor | Year Posted 2013