A Reaper’s Diary Poem by Alex Zinni

The sound of rain hitting the cobbled streets
The quiet sound of rushed feet
The people now inside warming by the fire
As would I, my one true desire
But no, that is not for me
A life of wonder and luxury
I am the man who wanders in the night
Without fear, and without fright
For this is my town and I know them well
For I know the stories they dare not tell
Their secrets always come to me
Because I’m the one who can set them all free
I go by many names, all are not true
Many have tried to guess, can you?
You see, I am the last person you see before you die
So all I can say for now is…..
Good…..
Bye