Death blew through today
took a thousand souls
and went on his way
Nothing to give, only to take
just left tears flowing in his wake.

I saw him on the news gloom
my dad says he was ever present
in the emergency room
opened the door for my nanny
she said no it's too soon.

Religious quarrels pave his way
hard economic times make his day,
no prayers or pleas are heard
just collecting souls, in the wind like a bird.

The storms, wars, and accidents
make it necessary to dig holes
to take the very young and very old
and those that always sell their souls.

Yes, death had a long day today
so hard to see the sorrow and
the young and the old beg and borrow.
The widows and the mothers crying
and so many dying.

It is a fact of life
we must go when we are through with the strife
a quarter for the ferryman
or to take the incarnation of death by the hand
either way we cannot stay.

Namaste....