Death, <br />A stealer you are, <br />Happiness, <br />You rob and deny, <br />Sorrow, <br />You design and create. <br />Grief, <br />Your instrument of service, <br />Children, <br />Orphans you've made them, <br />Wives, <br />Widows you've castigated, <br />Collision. <br />Berievers you cause, <br />Disaster, <br />To mourners you create. <br />Leaving them, <br />Quarrelling and struggling, <br />For landmarks, <br />By you victims established. <br />Death <br />Cruel you are <br />Mercy <br />An insult to you <br />Sadism <br />Your comrade you've made <br />Death <br />The days of an ant <br />Your days have become <br />To Sheol <br />Descend you will <br />To melt <br />From lips of your target<br /><br />Michael Wamalwa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-stealer-of-souls/
