The Angel of Death

The Angel of Death

Moves silently

So silently

That you can’t hear it coming.

And then suddenly

It strikes.

And blood is spilled

But silently still.

Then with great shock

I awake to find

A message on my answering machine

Saying

He’s dead.

And in that instant

The Angel breaks its silence

As I let out a scream

A shill cry

Of pain

And suffering.

The tears overflow

And hearts break

And life is at an end.

The Angel of Death smiles

And leaves

Knowing

That it’s work

Is done.