Death Stalks Poem by Paul Warren

Death Stalks



Walking stalking behind us
Not seen or making a fuss
You can't see it as it goes
Even if your pace does slow

Even if you spin around so fast
You may catch a glimpse that doesn't last
Can you feel their breath on your neck
Know until your day death will not take affect.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Monday, May 7, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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