The Grim Reaper.......by KPRIMM

The angel of death,the reaper of souls,
There's many names given to me.
It matters not if your poor,or rich as a king,
every man's last gaze will be me.

All you do in this life,for the good or the bad,
Makes no difference to me in the end.
Every creature alive on this globe we call Earth,
Will all answer to me in the end.

Nothing alive is immune to my touch,
Wether Ye be saint or a sinner.
In the grand game of life i can never be beat,
I'm the unliving ultimate winner.

From the moment you all emerge from the womb,
And draw in your very first breath,
You've already started your journey towards me,
On the road that will lead to your death.

I'll take the child,I'll take the old man,
I'll take the bumb or the hero.
As your life clock counts down,your time on this Earth,
I will be waiting at zero.

I'll come in the day or the middle of night,
Some don't see me coming at all.
I'll always be lurking just over your head,
Just waiting to come make my call.

Time,it means nothing to one such as I,
To the mortal race I am the sweeper,
for ages untold, man has feared my name,
All men call me,The Grim Reaper.