46 | Danse Macabre

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I was there,
In the shadows when the dinosaurs collapsed.
Like a mass feast to my gut.
I was gazing around,
Watching humanity form from its ashes.
My hunger for their sweet soft flesh,
And their curiosity growing at the same rate,
Evolution changing their soul,
Aging their intellect beautifully like fine wine.

I'd grab a succulent newborn here and there,
Or well, maybe every chance I got.
I just couldn't help myself...
Their smell addicting,
Succulent with innocence.
If they passed the infant barrier,
They'd only be picked from the vine,
When they're ripe,
With a little green in them.
That's how I like it.
That way you can taste the potential.
Strong and tangy on your tongue.

One day they discovered fire,
How animated and excited they were,
I watched them from the darkness,
Always at the edge of consciousness.
Waiting for the right moment to slip in,
Steal a bite.
The next they're building houses,
Then boats,
Then planes
Their technology grew.
As they became more advanced my taste for them increased also.
How ripe they always are for the picking.
How vastly their numbers grew.
The more things they tried to stay alive,
The more I enjoyed plucking them from the roots.

I climbed cross every border.
I'd like to say I remained,
The Devils Advocate.
And I pride myself in always being fair.
Or as fair as Life would allow...
Traversing all barriers;
Age
Race
Status
Religion
Everyone is equal in my sight.
Except some that I've grown fond of...
Senescence.
If you've read the human literature.
You'd see me mentioned there,
Maybe among the tales of horror.
Painted by great men,
Felt by all in their last precious minutes.

I have no remorse.
I have gone centuries,
Weaving through the fabrics of Life,
Sifting through its vineyards,
Choosing whom I may devour.
I have many names;
Tóth,
Mors,
Thanatos,
All uttered with trembling lips.
I was there,
I am here.
And I will be there on the last day.
Released like a hound with my three brothers.
Riding forth to finally get the feast I  deserve.
I am death.

       
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A/N 
i love this piece lmao, but fr i do. Also i hope you got all the references to the Bible and such.
I actually did a little research for this one, to make sure my ideas came across well. I'm so proud 😂😂.

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