Poem -
Death
Halloween night as DARK as the SOUL comes a creature at night it roams.
Bony fingers BLEACHED from death searched its QUARRY, its target met!
KICKING and SCREAMING, What The Hell, the QUARRY took its last dying breath!
You see the GRIMM REAPER isn't the only one with his arm forever OUTSTRETCHED!
There is ONE OTHER out there that gave this TRUE death!
On this Halloween night, a new fear did roam, it doesn't just take the WICKEDEST of souls it takes the INNOCENT too into its fold!
Its name is CANCER its death rate untold may he never grab you with his grip so COLD!
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Hello Kelv...
If smoking was the only cause of cancer...
I wonder why babies die of it when the parents never smoked...
My Grandmother died at 42 years old from lung cancer and never smoked a day in her life...
My friend was killed by a train...
Many friends were killed in cars, by cars and often they weren't the ones at fault...
People live to 120 and they die fairly healthy...
People killed all the time by the hands of someone else, but don't smoke so you don't get cancer and die...
People on prescribed medications need to phone their Doctors if they feel more suicidal...
Non Smokers won't die of Cancer?
Great write!
Great message!
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Powerful nicely wrote 2 thanks for sharing a little sad and scary but enjoyed the read