Rhyme Time Iii-Death

Darkness spreads his hands over the sea, His body silhouette men cannot see, His eyes can't be opened for a fee, The cock crows to alert men again. Nocturnal creatures match out like train, Evil one pretends to be insane, with his cohorts planning to inflict pain, All their actions mostly take place at night, Craws in with his wood ready to fight any on his path who hinders his right, An angel that's fearful and mean on sight, Good or bad, his mission is the same, Cut off life, and put many to shame, Sickness and stress area added to his fame, The poor and rich leave the way they came, Ego..not being his friend makes him thrill. Carelessness can lead you yo your peril, Heart attacks and suicide are for real, They loom, as death is a bitter pill, Darkness spreads his hands over the sea. 12-15-2017