POEM STARTER
Submitted by marlovely
Life in Your Hands
Write a poem or short story about if you were death and had to choose each day who must die.
Life In Your Hands
I watch from afar,
Omniscient,
Omnipresent,
Black robes, no gavel.
A Santa of survival,
I see your deeds,
Good and bad.
My gift is sweet release.
Some days I let chaos reign,
I roll the die,
And then you die.
Another soul for the collection.
Sometimes I remove your pain,
But mostly I am the cause.
I’m necessary,
I’m unavoidable,
I’m inescapable,
I’m here…
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