True, he's such a gentleman for how else does he put us to sleep?
And make us so calm or appear to be to the people who bitterly weep...
He mightn't be nice or friendly but he's terribly good at his job...
Since the beginning of time he's been doing his rounds, no time to stop for the usual sobs...
He's everyone's neighbor but I don't care, where ever he likes to go, I'll never go there...
Like fire and ice I'll avoid him like hell...
But he's sneaky and tricky so you really can't tell...
From head to toe, dressed in ebony black...
So mean and lean, I bet he loves to snack...
On souls...young or old,doesn't mind in the least...
Deep inside could he be an unsavory beast?
Indifferent and cruel and used to getting his way...
Yanking souls from poor bodies every second of every day...
People tremble and shiver at the mention of his name...
Because his terrible nature has brought him great fame...
I love him little though I hate him not...
Because somewhere inside,surely sir death has a soft spot :) ?

By the living never seen
No where has he never been
And has trouble hearing NO
Unless it's God who says so

He's never ever late
Such a definite part of fate
Boy, I really truly hate
That he doesn't warn or wait

An empty book waiting to be filled, with pages clear and white...
A pure soul,so magnificently clean like glass that's polished bright...
A staircase ever winding, no stops and no dead ends...
A simple path so straight and perfect with no sharp turns or bends...
No fear of the future, unknown to them are lies...
No rush, no need for reason... is what you'll see in a baby's eyes

Such strong emotions displayed, still untampered with by minds...
Like windows to the soul, not yet covered by ages blinds...
A heart that knows no hurting, knows just the simplest forms of love...
A gentleness so calming and absolute like something from the above...
No fear of the future, unknown to them are lies...
No rush, no need for reason is what you'll see in a baby's eyes

Embrace the world with wonder, caution still just a word...
An eagerness to explore and discover with the freedom of a bird...
Fresh from God's workshop, just from nature's cradle...
Wholesome in their innocence although dependent and not yet fully able...
There's still no fear of the future, unknown to them are lies...
No rush, no need for reason is what you'll see in a baby's eyes

Space by itself...empty but useful in its emptiness
Room for me to work in, move about...
Locomotion needs space
Space...a necessity
Must have.Will use

Alone with no bother
cousins, brother
No family, and frankly no mess

Misunderstandings, only with myself
insulting only shelves
No sharing bathrooms, YES!

A twist of fate, I took the bait...
The impact like being struck by a majestic wave...
I reserved no shock, t'was all on my face...and no happiness could I save
I want an ending that's colorful but still,an ending's an ending...
Because I'm just like a letter that God is sending...
At a point all our lives must go through estimation...
And that's when God's letters reach their destination

To: You

It may be smaller than an atom or as minute as a whim
Or the only thing that’s keeping the light of hope from going dim
When you hear it repeated, it may fill your heart with glee
But even after all your wishes, a lie is all it’ll be.

You may breathe it to your pillow, or announce it to your heart
And it may keep you now from crying but slowly rip your life apart
In your hands is your undoing if a lie you choose to save
For truth has life eternal and mendacity’s bound to cave

Better to be honest now and always, with each breath to breathe the truth
To accept things as they come even if they come uncouth
Life’s a 2011 Kia Rio, lies will take it for a spin
Alas, if it had one distinct color, it would be that of sin.