Poem: Life & Death
#1 of Poems by Dalkorrd Malvolio
A poem that I wrote back in my freshman year of High School for English class.
The King of the Dead says, "Ne'er they goes"
The mourner is not easily consoled
The Reaper's cloak conseals the Syth of Souls
Even the corpse is covered in mold
Life is like a fragile, frail flower
Many have tried to take control
Even wise men do not have the power
Seraphs can do naught, but go patrol
Life and Death can be happy or sad
Death can not win in Life's own gladness
Life can not win, because Death's so mad