Death Upon Me Poem by Karl Jones

Death shall be upon
Every doorstep
As it walks the streets
Death is upon us
Looking at his list
For whom to take
But death take's
The best one's
But we have to forgive
As their time is over
And they're needed elsewhere
Death will return
Else where

The spirits he collected
Will fly to the night sky
As death come's upon us
He passes me by
My time aint over
As i have alot to give
But death will be upon me
When i cannot give