No one understands
What his job is
He has no friends
Death
Walks
Alone
He walks a solitary path
Performing his job with mercy
There is no wrath
Death
Walks
Alone
Hated for a job well done
Completely misunderstanding his intentions
He does not do it for fun
Death
Walks
Alone
Taking from all walks of life
He has no prejudice
He does not mean to cause strife
Death
Walks
Alone
Taking the young and the old
With tender care
Not moving too bold
Death
Walks
Alone
There is no need to fear
When it’s your time
For he will be near
Death
Walks
Alone
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Comments (5)
That's so sad. I would love to walk with him, lol! Loved your poem!
If he walks alone then he can walk on by. I'll let him know when it's time to return, or not. Great story!
I like this, I've always seen Death as a bit of a tragic character. Captures that nicely and I like the chorus section.
I can relate! I walk alone too! Great poem!
Really great personification of death and loved the contemplative tone throughout 🤍