Around every corner and every bend.
there stands a death but no one can see.
it carries along rage and angst.
and tries to kill all those who plea.
its main purpose is to fight to win.
to attack.to kill.
to imagine the world was blank.
to retrieve death back.
beware of streets
paves
walks
there is a death
waiting to mask
the world.
it crawls through the germinatting darkness
and obeys the rules of the air
it follows every silent breeze
unto the endless hallways.
the chandeliers on the ceiling shatter
the drapes on the windows still
it floats around the barricaded doors
and with its long staff on its back.
it understands the laws of the current mishappenings
because it caused it.
it made it happen.
