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Master of all

 

I come to all people red, black and white,

they come when I call,

sometimes they fight.

I come to people young and old,

and I care nothing for silver or gold

I can come quickly, quietly, in the night,

noisily, violently, in broad day-light

I have no home, face or age,

I've been around as long as life.

You may find my name on your tongue in rage,

or bring me 'round with a gun or knife.

that's right fella,why cry and moan, waste your breath?

go on home, I'll be around, for my name is death.

— Geezer, Mar 05, 2009

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Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

17 years 3 months ago

The scythe of doom

Hei paa deg, welcome to this site, if you are new, young Geezer? "Times Master" perhaps. Language fine, there was a repitition of 'around' and such are always a little uncomfortable in a short poem unless they have a definite rhythm quality in the whole: "I'll come round for my name is death" might be a way of saying the same thing. The line "quietly in the night" was a little long don't you think? In the rhythm of the poem, just "quietly at night" might do. Then "no face nor age. I am only thinking around your poem. The theme always appeals we cannot avoid it!!! Beginnng and ending were good. Logic ok too. There I have answered all those questions with my thoughts and suggestions. I seem to use this theme in many of my poems and it definitely not because I fear death its just a theme that is always there in life. Yours Ann of Norway
Geezer

Geezer

2 weeks 6 days ago

After all...

this time, I get to reply to this comment by my still good friend, The Queen of the Northland. I am glad that you enjoyed this one and hope that I carried the message, that we are all the same, just trying to be fruitful and multiply.  Ann is still traipsing about sending me beautiful pictures of her travels. Thank you Ann, ~ Sir Gee.