Life Poem by K J

Life



Night by night,
Day by day,
The eternal clock ticks silently,
Waiting for a reprieve.
To take a mortal life.
Let it be by accident, choice or intention,
Life ends as quickly as it has begun,
The pitiful mortal sits silently; passively.
Waiting for the inevitable scythe of the grim reaper;
To crash down upon his miserable head.

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