I Am Poem by Half Past

Who Am I?

There is no other on wind, water, or land
with the power I possess in my hand
I AM
I will snatch the soul from your chest
I can rip the beating heart from your breast
I AM
the power to snuff your life from limb
with the snap of my fingers on a whim
I AM
the anger of jagged nails ripping greasy flesh
as your life blood flows through tattered mesh
I AM
the might to end you with a glance
sharper than dagger, sword, or lance
I AM
able to dropp you to your knees
mopping the floor with tear filled pleas
I AM
the digger or all tombs
taker of life from fertile wombs
I AM
your death knocking on the door
your last breath laying on the floor
I AM
the cold air that steals your breath
the rusted sickle that brinds your death

When you ask who I am...
I AM that man...