Lubega Kenneth Poet Free verse

THE HOOK DEATH SWORD

Death, Death, Death
It's laments to the every living bodies 
For souls it's devoted...

Highs..highs to Lows..lows
The master unwavering chains loop times of the old

Unhidden unhidden unhidden
Dark lord airs it with pride.. to nobilities ,
Old, young....the good and bad

More more more ...quest...quest
It thirst for new souls it haunts...

Who challenges it's quest from the new sun?? to new moon....

           By lubega kenneth

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Beata Agustin November 3, 2025 at 5:36 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.