Death Conquers Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

Death conquers with nowhere to hide
With no regard for colour, race or creed
Stalking young and old giving no quarter
Arch-enemy snatching away the living
Into final darkness of eternal night
Where time no longer presses hard.
All living things must fade and die
Life precious with every passing minute
Keeping us focused within the fading light.
Old age makes the mind wary of life's end
Ever listening for Death's echoing step
Trying to outpace our span's final certainty.
I shall never surrender meekly to Death
But will rage my life was far too short.