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DEATH BRAGS

Oh! Who is like me? Who can really measure up to me? Who has the features I possess? I’m invisible and dwell I darkness I’ m just something you can’t figure out I’m something artists can’t get right Something unavoidable A fate undeniable and unpredictable Something everyone wishes to tear apart Whenever I cross their part Yet try they may All they can do is gaze and say ‘Death has no skin Yet it is very thin And can pass through the eyes of a needle Without any struggle I take anyone I wish at will And give them no chance to refuse my will Silently I snatch love once from their lovers And make them separate from one another And even when they do not want to I make sure they have no option than to I make sure they feel pain And even make them go insane I’m the greatest thief on earth I’ve got no duplicate I decide people’s end fate This has earned me hate Yet I’m not being look for Declared want or Ever punished For crimes I’ve committed and still commit I’ve always been respected And highly feared I make people cry And no matter how much they try Not to fall for my tricks All I have to do is raise my stick Then stand at one corner And laugh aloud all to myself saying ‘Indeed I’m God’s most favorite And precious creation’ Death brags Let’s make it rags.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 12/8/2015 2:59:00 PM
Hello Chioma!! A really interesting write here on Death. (I've done a few of these myself as well.) A "7"!! Keep up your great writing here for sure!! Cheers and Best, Gary
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Date: 12/8/2015 9:03:00 AM
A real bravado bragging yet it flows. Nice
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