Poems about death - .....The Grim Reapers Of Death

.....The Grim Reapers Of Death - Poem by Ken e Hall

The grim reaper of revenge and death

Reaps the heads of life

Until no breath,

The hate of religous faiths

Inspires its selves to melt

Their own souls to fall

Into a quagmire of death.


The grim reaper steps

On the stones of love

Covered with the mask of hate

To hide from the Gods above,


Sticks and stones of words

God help mankind to stop this madness,

Every soul to help to pour away

This cocktail of reapers and revenge,


OR THERE WILL BE NO MANKIND!