Fool Run Away

Death is coming yet to be seen, knifes are killing ,for death wanted to beat me ,yet I fought and fought until I beat death with a glee . Yet the people say that death shall come and slam green hair on my chest . Then he came and fought with me for eternity, finally as I grew old death devoured me yet people come and pray . And children play by my grave have yet to learn that death shall devourer them. I watched them sleep remembering my own with death killing them with glee. I want to say," fool run away" but death would not let me leave.