Death
DEATH!
He lost a father
She lost a son
He came back in the morning
And said I was the one
I told him to come back another day
He said he will not and he wishes to stay
Everyday that passes I hear your deep voice
Fate is your only master because you have no choice
We wait patiently for you on your arrival
Even though your companionship is not desirable
But yet you decide our survival
The Old man dress in black
With a black cloak
With a big black hat
That looks like the old witch’s cat
Riding in a carriage driven by a dark stallion
And the five rivers inscribed on his medallion
You are incorruptible
And you take no pound or shilling from those who wish not to ride with you
You simply tap them on the shoulders and one will become one or two
You pardon no one whose time is near
Kings and queens bow down to you in fear
You are mightier than any man
And greater than any beast
You will not taste wine or eat at a rich man’s feast
Sages and wise men can never unsolved the mystery of your power
To resurrect Lazarus at the very hour
Your cold, icy and fragile hands could make a leaf
Wrinkle to ashes
Hades king of the underworld
Commander in chief of the realm of darkness
Who sits on his throne with his queen Persephone
And lives in the dungeons of hell
A place he calls home
Guarded by his loyal servant Cerberus
The three headed monster
Who strikes down unwanted visitors with lightening and thunder
By
Olusegun Akanbi
Copyright © Olusegun Akanbi | Year Posted 2010
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