Reaper

A Poem by elfen

What happens when the reaper about

Dark moon
Full moon
He's here to say
The reapers about looking for his prey.
Shy man, bold man,destruction shall follow.
When the reaper comes knocking.
To pick the soul of the recent departed, down in the hollow
Is where this is started.

Bright man , dumb man, religious man bellow.
For the reaper is commin.
To collect the souls of the hunted.

Shadowy figure moving in the moonlight.
Shall the death wagon follow, to share the disguise.
for the reaper is collecting the souls of the demise.

Your souls at stake.
Your life a waste.
If your on the line of the reapers take.

So head the warning on the full moon caller.
The banshee wail and the reapers bliss.
Along with the supernatural kiss.

So if you hear a witches cackle with delight, why the banshee wails with pure delight.
The wolfbanes in bloom and the vampires in sight.
The reapers around looking to score for the departed and reaping the tortured lore.
To pease the demons and Satan delight.
Some say the reaper goes hunting this fatal day