Author: Vampiyaa PM
Poetry, following the death, rebirth and pain of the Grim Reaper as he carries out the orders of the Devil himself and eventually understands why death must happen in the world.Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Supernatural - Chapters: 5 - Words: 1,298 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 09-29-12 - Published: 09-09-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3057084
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GRIM'S STORY, CHAPTER 5
With a swift motion and a cry for the dead
Grim had sliced off Lucifer's head
He dropped to his knees and wept once more
For the Master who was evil to the core
"Weep not, my pet; you are the Reaper Grim!"
said the voice of his Master—it was him!
Grim looked in shock as Lucifer stood
Bearing a smile as gentle as he could
"I killed you!" gasped Grim, "How can it be so?"
"Because," he said, "I have nowhere to go.
I am too damned for heaven and I rule Hell
Death to me has no secrets to tell!
Without me, there would be no death
There would be no final breath
Sinners and martyrs need to die
Just as ravens and doves do need to fly."
Grim at first did not endeavour
Why couldn't life as human be forever?
But after a while Grim understood
He bowed his head covered by the hood
"My Great Master, do forgive my old way
I did not understand, but I do today."
Lucifer smiled and sent Grim back
And the Reaper Grim began his attack
So now Grim forever stalks the dark
Branded by his Master's great mark
Upon Lucifer's orders, he'll act
This is Grim's story: this is his fact
Grim has his necessary goal
Death is not evil, it is a soul
A/N: and the end, let that be a lesson learned :) death is not evil, and it is necessary. people need to die. Special thanks to Fadded who left a bundle of comments on my doorstep ;) thank you all, more poems to come!