Poem -

Soul Collector

Soul Collector

Angel of Death

Always lurking
on the periphery
of tragedy

Ready to load up
harvested souls
for his long time boss

Cares not
if the victims protest
or whimper about their fate

They ain't gonna negotiate
their way
out of eternity

Nothing personal

Just wrong place
wrong time mortality

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