The Time of Death

Last…

The time will approach,

The angels will reproach…

Why did you sin?

Why didn’t you win?

The god will say…

“I gave you life…

But you roused strife…

I gave you wisdom…

But you contrived a kingdom…

I gave you health…

But you amassed wealth…

I gave you skill…

But you used it to kill…

So it’s time that you end…

The death I will lend…

No time for penitence…

It’s time for acceptance…

Now you won’t survive…

To revive…

The past…!”

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Kate Owens's picture

this poem was trulely awsome . Good formating. cacthy words that rymme. You are a very good poet