366 Poems:July 12th, 2016

Death is the world’s favorite color–

the one she wears daily

with her necklaces of skulls and crossbones,

her garments of falling gazelles,

her cloak of a million pounding warheads,

her eyes holding fire from a million explosions.

Death is the world’s favorite pastime–

as she marches into the Roman Colosseum

and opens the lion cages, screaming,

This is how I created you!

This is what you were born to be!

And yet some of you have the audacity

to think

differently…

.

Thank you.

“Now I am become Death”
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