Vile Monster

Death, you vile creature
Dictating bravery, love, and life itself
You hide in the shadows
A dark, shadowy, hooded monster
Stalking your prey, you point a bony finger
Striking down your next victim
Making the heart cease to exist and the blood run cold
You fill us with fear, a burning need to survive
Yet you laugh in our faces, striking us down like flies
Ripping the soul and personality right out of our frail bodies
Yes, Death, you are a vile creature
A monster to everything held dear
But you will not stand
You will fall, fast and suddenly
It’s inevitable because you are weak
Because Life is stronger
And Life always finds a way
Life is beautiful



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