who we call death

a poem by the same friend who wrote Have Fun

laughter flows 

from the death of others 

it smiles at the pain

and embraces the misery

with joy that no other can bring forth

he is always there

not always visible

not always heard

his presence is known

from here

to there

he is the one thing 

almost everyone fears

he lets everyone know

he is still here

if they try to run

he quickens his pace

if they try to elude him he always finds them sooner

what happens when you

look for him

what happens when you see him daily

he treats you with life

he lets you live

if you do not fear him

he will not seek you out

if you do not love him

he will not take you home

but he will find you

he will take you

he will kill you

if you welcome him

then your death shall be swift

i will certainly welcome 

the man we all call 

Death  

Author's Note

this by Jessica who wrote Have Fun but i suggested the ideas you told me to her but she is to stubborn

Reviews

[C4rm3lC0rn]

I love the poem, but what happens to those who try to help Death?

[Roxie Demonia]

wow. i enjoy this poem. im writing a story about the 4 horsemen id enkoy it if when i got it published ud comment on it.

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ooh creepy yet enchanting to me *sighs* poor death he's feared but means no harm if it were me then it be a different story :P heehee just kidding...or am i? 0.0 good poem :)

[GhostlyAuthor]

okay i will

[C.A.Jordon]

another well written poem. tell your friend she try to publish one day.