They Named It Death I Call It Lifeless

Its callings are never known.
So silent
Only but a few
Can feel
It's callings.
.

Silently
Setting up snares
In each footstep
That I take
Wanting to suck my life out in me;
Till to the last drop of it.
.
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It leaves its victims in total darkness
Of total
Silence!!!!
Of no shame
And desire of
Love and hate
.
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Deep penetrating wounds and scars
Of fresh and old sweet memories
It leaves behind after it's death strike.
No one can dare fight back.
.
.
But in deep
Grip of fear
We all left.
Asking ourselves,
WHOSE NEXT???
.
.
Its next attack is never known
It can be accidental or planned.
It can be a few seconds,minutes,days or years from now.
Its where abouts are never known.
Only when it blows
.
.
Do we know that it was around us hunting for a new or old life.
.
.
Haha
But let non fear the grip of death....
When the king of kings
Descends from above
When faith shall meet
The creator of love.
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O death were is thy painful sting?"
O he shall redeem us from the pain
Of death.
.
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In the deep dark abyss
Death
Shall be thrown
All because of the love
Jesus has for us.
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So let's love with no hate
Before its too late....
Before we meet
Face to face
With death.