I am the reaper,
I go and steal peoples hopes and dreams
by bringing them death.
I care for no one, nothing.
I am death.
I hurt people around me.
I smile from their pain.
I collect peoples souls.
I tell them when their time’s up.
People plead with me to stay.
Tick-tock goes the clock on my wrist.
“Oh my, sorry,” I reply
as the clock stops…time’s up.
