The Hidden ReaperA Poem by JaneSeen all Taken many Screams and cries are its lullabies Dresses in flesh and a black coat Decorates its bones in scarlet paint Jewelry of eyes and teeth Destructive, skeletal claws maul and steal souls Watched man destroy men Witnessed men destroy Earth Sadistic Laughs at begs and pleas Its eyes dark, darker and emptier than space itself Cold yet, somehow, comforting Changes forms to stay hidden, un-noticed However I have seen it Many have They even created a saying for it: “Be cautious, it’s bad luck when a black cat crosses your path.” © 2016 JaneReviews
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