Master of Life and Death

I killed a mosquito and watched it die in agony
Choice-less action; I had to commit this felony
Slow death, a wing broken, tiny body crushed
Legs entangled; no tears, I didn`t even blush

Life`s not a gift, the price is paid in blood
It will be taken and get mixed up with mud
We eat and eat until eventually we are eaten
No winners in this game, we`ll all be beaten

My soul is heavy with the things I`ve seen
Feels like for eons on this earth I`ve been
Ready to pay my fee, I`m standing on the shore
Come, collect your fee, I wish to play no more
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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