Muerte.
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Alter Ego
No one shall pass through the grip
of my strong hands
when I am called to force down
the person who now stands.
I am summoned to take life,
Another duty to fulfill.
I want it; I love it.
With pleasure I go to kill.
I am death and I am strong.
But my work is hard, I feel.
With tears in my eyes
I take life against my will.
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What a sad thing
To write about
When all the world
Is beginning
To come alive again.
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Many wonder what death must taste like
but really, the answer depends
on the kind of life lived
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Death is a secret
bonus level.
Think of all the coins
we will gather.
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I met him in a house macabre
sitting under the dim luminescence
of a dusty old candelabra
I shuddered at his prescence
“What kind of fuerte
might you have young man?
Enough to escape Muerte?
Do whatever you can…”
He’s been quietly near my bed
while I have been ill for days
yet he vanishes to the land of dead
when life bathes me in its rays
Again I saw the man
as I faced the sword arm of death
his dark eyes were expectant
yet escaping I kept my living breath
A third time he came
after I had lost one who I love
“you can slip out of this world” he claimed
I replied “but not into heaven above”
I still see him there and here
but he leaves me mostly alone
his voice I will not again hear
until my body is as cold as cold stone
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