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Warning To a Stranger

Upon the hilltop darkened deep
Sat a house in fitful sleep
They sat and watched, and no sound came
From the two in their fame

The first one spoke, sollem and still
"Look at them. Useless. Let me kill.
It will be quick and free of pain,
and on their beds they will be lain."

The other said, "I'll be the one
to make sure they don't see the sun.
I have been here, usless so long.
I'll make them fear me and my song."

A third voice, saying, "Panic and pain,
Pretty names, but you're both insane.
For I am Death, they fear my name
And you two must do the same."

With an ice cold touch, the two both fell.
Just as the clock struck it's bell
One , two, all the way to twelve
And all was silent, nevermore to delve

So if you feel an ice cold breath
Your time is near, can't hide from death
For you met the raven, Death's personal servant
You will die soon, though your prayers be fervent

So take heed and take warning
It may come at eve or moning
But come it may and come it must 
For though death isn't fair,death is just

Nobody knows when their time will come
But know this now, what's done is done
The door is closed, you can't go back
Your death will come, and all will be black

And you will know, nevermore.

Copyright © Gabe V. | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 2/13/2015 3:26:00 PM

Deep dark write - I agree nobody knows when their time will come but what happens after than none of us truly know - Hugs Jan xx sollem should be solemn - will remove this when you correct it:-) xx
Date: 2/13/2015 1:20:00 PM

I have read this three times. I've enjoyed your poem and the flow it has, very thought out. I don't believe that all will be black when I die. But I do like the way you presented this. You may want to check the spelling. "It may come at eve or moning (should that be morning) Also "I have been here usless so long (should that not be useless) Janet

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