He Is God....... Of Death Poem by If I say Im lost, Would you come find me

Death....
Its a beautiful thing,
its a terrible thing too.
Its something that can be a blessing,
or be a curse.
Its something that can bring joy,
or bring sorrow.
Although, it will always depend on the one at his knees,
begging to either take their life,
or spare their life.
It all depends on if he thinks you are worthy,
or if you even have the right to stay in this world.
He has control of where you stand.
He has the power to take your life,
take it with no mercy,
no jury,
nothing at all.
He is the power.
he is the one you should beg too.
He is the one you need to always respect and think so highly of.
He is your god.
He is the god of the dead,
the unseen,
the aftermath,
the wounded,
the beaten,
and the ones that could not make it though.
He is there god.
So bow and give you dues and pray to him to be spared if you choice that path,
or simply pray to leave.
Simple, pray for your future.
Pray to death.