Death Becomes You

by Draconic Spirit

"Death becomes you," he said
Reaching skeletal fingers to the grave
His face hidden in darkness
Underneath the cowled robe
He reaches down to the grave.

Grasping your hand, he pulls
You stumble up from the grave
Shaken to the core, you turn
Seeing a headstone to a grave
Rest in Peace with a name below

Your name is emblazoned there
"Here is your peace," you hear
Scythe placed in your hand
Robes flow about you
The ghostly voice whispers in your ear
"Welcome Death, your eternal reward."