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The Reaper

The Reaper

The dark and battered form approached
Beleaguered and self justified
unsung hero to the suicidal
Mayhaps a groom to the gothic bridal
I just watched
With the fascination of a fly
About to be spun into a meal
of said lady widow
Where are your fangs dear sir?
Why you appear quite shabby
Not the fearsome archangel of death
The abys releasing deity and ruler
The river Styx is on for overtime with
all the new recruits
The figure with a cloak and sword
once proud and haughty
Has descended to mere errand boy
of the illuminati players
A servant enslaved by the new world order
By fallen aliens and off world tourists
oh mighty Angel remember who and
for whom you serve
It sure is not the reptilans and republicans
or even Old Hillary
 

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Marion

Really enjoyed reading this Violet, I like the scathing undertone of the whole work... hugs ?

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Violet Freese

I was in a rare mood when i wrote this one
 you almost feel sorry for the reaper when you look at it .....:)
thank you so much
Violet

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Marion

I love mood Violet and you write it well, sorry for the reaper...yes. I wouldn't want to be lumbered with some of the human specimens on this planet...hugs ?

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Richard Waters

" Do not fear The Reaper " because in the Afterlife there is an " amazing grace " awaiting you, if, you have been " practically a f..king " saint " " here...or as near " as damn it " as perceived possible. :) :) Only having " a laugh " !!!
However, if you are " indifferent " here on earth, divergent from " goody two shoes " then you shall still avoid hell WHEN YOU PUT OTHERS BEFORE YOURSELF. If, you look to the " Common Good " promoting progress and what gives to all, as well as what benefits yourself, you shall be deemed fit to be called SOUL. Justly.
Evil, is condemned to time in hell, but, all know the risks of real wrong-doing by teachings of " right from wrong " and what constitutes " Unforgiven " sin. Too much harm caused for any to forgive, or forget what went on.
" TREAT OTHERS AS YOU WOULD TREAT YOURSELF " !!
" DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD DO UNTO YOURSELF " ! Know what is important to your self-esteem here and beyond this place.
Sense the Roman code. Believe in DEATH BEFORE DISHONOUR. Do right by others, for your own sake. :)
You have to fight for the advancement of your own kind. You must want developments helping the souls here designated " homo sapien " due to ancestry, as yours. From earliest routes we strive for better for not just ourselves but for our children and children's children going onwards through time and space. If, you leave a legacy of caring and sharing why should you fear " The Reaper " or the " Bogeyman " ( elephant in the room ) ? Because a JUST SOUL supports all life anywhere at anytime. The JUST SOUL whether good, bad or " indifferent " makes everything WORK. As well as moves on within life's infinite variables, considering all here, and what is in the existence beyond this place.
COMPETENT REFLECTION. Wishing you all the best.

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Violet Freese

Hi Richard I love your response does that mean you liked it?
violet

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