Brutal, and Tragically Natural
I am Grim Reaper, the one responsible for taking lives
The one responsible for keeping things in balance, the way things are
The one responsible for many deaths of many people like kids, parents, presidents, and wives
The one responsible for deaths here or there or in some car
When I kill, I am careless and constant
I don’t care if you are young, old, kind, mean, rich, or suffering
If you are going to feel my wrath, you will feel it, I will not be inconstant
I will kill you with my scythe, even if you were recovering
Because if you are still going to die, you will still
There will never be an end to death, it is inevitable
However, that does not mean I have bad will
I merely exist and do what I do to keep humanity evolving, growing, and become incredible
And yet, despite knowing what I do makes good contributions to society
It can still give me great pain knowing what I do
Looking at their faces before they die makes me very gaitey
Especially the ones who are young, poor, or the suffering they had gone through
Looking in their broken, vulnerable eyes
Seeing them look so distraught when I approach them
People may make up stories that I’m a monster but those are lies
That I am something to condemn
I don’t want to kill all the people I have to kill
As their deaths are not always deserved
But I have to do it, still
Something I must always do, even when undeserved
I am the Grim Reaper, I always kill people who have to die
I may look like I am very cruel and brutal
Like I find it gleeful when someone has to pass, has to go goodbye
But it is just that death is just tragically natural