Death Calls


Death calls lifting his head to count the sheep. Slaughter is always greatest when the unsuspecting ones juggle for position to the food stalls and water pails.

Deaths darkness is much deeper than the dead of night. Much heavier than the darkest shroud.

Much more terrifying than the oceans depths.

The blackness of death reaches into one’s very soul with the skilled precision of the surgeons scalpel.

It penetrates like the brightest light of the darkest day. This dual symbol the angel of light the blackness of night

will soon choose you and with him will you stay.

~ by Vinnie on May 30, 2009.

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