Seldom do you think of me
Im a forgotten and hated outlaw
Well, I don't really follow any laws
Except my own
Everyone pays in the end though...
From the last breath
To the last shovel filled with dirt
I'm there
Even when I've done my job
I wilt the flowers you toss
On your wedding day
I fester the fruit
You keep at home
I take
And never give
You cannot cheat me
I am the inevitable
Soon you will face me
And your life is in my hands
So live
Your clock is ticking faster
Don't waste a moment
Time is not on your side
Seldom do you think of me...
And you know who I am
YOU ARE READING
Coffee & Contemplation
Poetry"I am the only person in the world I should like to know thoroughly." - Oscar Wilde
