Death was swift as he came to earth.
Running in silence, he was there to take, not give.
Finding the old and sick taking their souls and leaving their bodies, he had no need for them.
He came to my house going through walls and doors until he found what he was looking for a bird. A sick bird, he stared at it... the bird took a breath, then nothing was heard. Nothing moved. Then Death left the house to looking for different but faint life.
Running in silence, he was there to take, not give.
Finding the old and sick taking their souls and leaving their bodies, he had no need for them.
He came to my house going through walls and doors until he found what he was looking for a bird. A sick bird, he stared at it... the bird took a breath, then nothing was heard. Nothing moved. Then Death left the house to looking for different but faint life.
