God Of Disaster (Death) Poem by Opeyemi Obikoya

The dreadful and unwanted guest,
That visits with no invitation.
Age isn't your friend,
Cause you strike when it suits you,
Power or position doesn't scare you either.
Warlord of destruction battle.
Why are your ways cruel?
Why is sorrow and sadness your only gift?
Why do you derive joy in peoples pain?
The one who cross path with you,
Becomes a victim of your callousness.
I hope for the day of your defeat,
god of disaster.