"death takes"

death....
takes light strong,
takes life weak,
yet it takes all.

leaves none saved,
leaves few whole.
In end, choice is made,
and soul is stole.

Once death comes,
end settles in.
Grabs at the soul,
and leaves you thin.

Takes your body,
takes your mind.
Leaves you with memories,
however unkind.

Deep down, death feels...
no pity, no loss,
at your utter demise,
only waits to get your kids.

Bathe in souls, wash in blood.
Swim in pain, walk in hate.
Wearing flesh like mud,
waiting for the date,

the time of your fall.
the end of your torch.
death answers the call,
of his dark, and full court.