Death came for me last night just as I invited him.  Right where I said I would meet him.  But all he did was threaten me and posture with a machete in a child's hand.  I guess it's not my time yet...he didn't take a swing.... cowardly death...next time pick a killer, do your best.  I'll be walking past that corner again tonight....don't be afraid, it is you who should come for me not I for you.  Coward. .....do your job!