Death On A Stroll Poem by Iquo Umoh

Death takes a stroll
And the bell chimes
As a soul in passing
Makes its phase a closing

Life ends so briefly
A decade, a century
The years may be
Yet death takes its stroll

Sweeping the earth
With its dark robe
Raising the dust in swirls
And cries that shrill

Tearing the silence of the night
Unsettling the calm of the day
Caring not whom it greets
Yea death takes its stroll

When its time is done
Darkness recesses is entered
Awaiting once again
When death comes out for a stroll