A Letter from Death

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LETTER FROM DEATH

The war thriving in your room
Began with a shout and then a fight
When I wrote letters then carefully sent them to you
And without hesitation you broke the seals and beheld the scribbles
Of my terror and beckoning;
Without hesitation, you broke the seals and accepted the scribbles
Of my letters in black carrying signatures of my name—DEATH!

I am the terror sending notes of war to your minds,
Sending attachments of hatred in disguise,
I am the ever-strolling skeleton masked in the confines of a hood
Ringing bells of revenge in the many heads of your neighbourhood,
Strengthening your feeble minds to cheat on life
And remain faithful to me;
I am the ever-strolling skeleton masked in the confines of a hood
Dragging you from the home of ancient good
And begging you to open the door of your apartment situated by the grave side!

The war thriving in neighbourhood
Began with envy for material gain and then ended up in a war
When I issued out letters that were carefully saved in the safe of governmental minds
And without hesitation, they all broke the seals and beheld my advice that read: “WAR MUST THRIVE!”
Without hesitation, they all broke the seals and accepted the scribbles
Of my letters in black carrying signatures of my name—DEATH!

I am the ever-quickening fire burning your brilliance
Till it’s able to create weapons of war;
I am the shadow in the dark
Taking away the lives of your children,
Slowly shredding the life of your wife, of your sweetheart
Till it becomes tiny pieces that I can eat
While you hunger for her till I come knocking at the door for you too!
I am the shadow of the dark
Deceiving your ego,
Telling you war brings glory to your doorstep once you’ve signed a treaty with me
By exchanging the stamps of life with the signature of my name—DEATH!

I will come around tomorrow in the morning,
I will drop my letters tomorrow morning,
I will seal it with red and tone it with black.
I will come around tomorrow and slowly save them in your minds;
I will come around tomorrow and slowly save them in the safe of governmental minds!
Ensure to do my bidding's like you always have,
Break the seals and sign the treaties;
Do the batter by exchanging the stamps of life for my signature,
Hold tight to my advice and leave your homes of ancient good
And visit your apartment by the graveyard;
When you have done so,
Open the door of your apartment,
I tagged it in black and red
Then called it: “GRAVE”

Don’t miss a single directive from my letter in black! Don’t!

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