what a foe..and yet always amongst us,
a friend of our pains and sorrows
and companion to the living and dead.
where cometh thee?
Adam and eve, or way of nature's path?
some say you are Satan, ,Master of the soulless;
a thief of friends and love,
a friend to haters and glutton.
o! yes , a thief indeed...;
like darkness crept, so thee crawls.
so suddenly take when still unripe..
nor caring for a none.
yes, i do envy thy;
a master of thyself, unquestionable nor a pardoner.
why do we cry ..when thee mock us?
why feel sorry for a happy master?
the Victim!...why so ever heard of a a soul-vessel,
so the soul lives within the winds, mountains and valleys and star..
what price can the desire..apt the soul-vessel?
we can give thee all earthly riches for thy vacation.
fear thee not, for it steals the vessel and not the Captain,
rejoice in sorrow and pain and strengthen thy understanding,
cry not for the victim but pity thee Death for its soulless