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GREEDY DEATH
O death cruel art thou
Many lives you have claimed,
Even the innocent has fallen
Victim,To your unjust cold hand's.
Have you no pity ?
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Your limits know no end,
Partly due to the power
Granted unto you by,
"Baba" . The bitter
Taste of your unsavory
Growing gluttony, which many
have tasted knows no end.
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Hades sits all alone at a table of
Bloods,
Dining all alone .
His sorrowful laughter ricocheting
through the ears of those
That have fallen, Victim to his
growing Gluttony.
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More and more lives he claims,
as the day counts on.
Harvesting human lives onto
his abode, as though
they were Crops, His abode.
The valley of Death. Reeling
Of the sickening smell of pain.
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With only one to curtail,
Deaths power.
One thing can certainly be certified
The Gluttony of death will continue to
Grow.
Until "Baba" decides it's enough.
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7 commentsIn the end death is part of life but well we know when we are born but not when we die, thanks for sharing ♥
Thanks for the comments
I see this subject this way, we don't know why life exist, and we don't know when death arrives, letting go of questions gives peace because nothing is in our control, humans are puppets of unknown and mysterious force.
I keep running away from any topic that's relating to death but sadly death is inevitable. We all must die someday
I feel in a way people dying maintains order in life. Thanks for the comments
This poetry highlights the force of death and how it knows no boundaries. It shows that the desire of death can only be subdued by one force, namely, the decision of a higher power when it has had enough. I guess this poem triggered me a little. 🫣
Thanks