Jeremy Leach

The Grim Reaper's coming

The Grim Reaper's coming and he could be for you
The day he knocks there's nothing to do
You can't fight him off or escape his gaze
When your collar's felt it's straight to your grave

 

He's taken your friend or he's taken your lover
It won't be long before he's back for another
Time waits for no man and no one is spared
No point thinking how you're caught unawares

 

He doesn't just come for the frail and the old
His arms reach wide and he can't be told
Think twice gym buddies all fit and pretty
His grip could one day make you look silly

 

He knows no reason and couldn't care less
He'll drag you from life and send you to death
Bus hitting, heart ripping ,fatal car crash
Think twice those of you building a stash

 

No point crying over things that aren't done
Wanting more time when your time has come
There's only one way when he calls your name
Bury or burn the result's just the same

 

Comments6

  • FineB

    Thanks Jeremy.

    Great poem.

    Ah yes .. Beware of the Grim Reaper.

    Keep writing
    FineB

    • Jeremy Leach

      Thank you FineB, it will likely be a bit more cheery next time !

    • Goldfinch60

      Very good write, that grim reaper awaits us all, and all we can do s hope that he ignores us for a long time yet.
      Welcome to MPS.

      • Jeremy Leach

        Thanks. Very true and try to do the things we all want to do.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Points well made in this compelling read and so well rhymed - - the truth about where the next stage of our journey takes us we just do not know - a worthy tribute Jeremy to the sudden and sad loss of a friend.

        • Jeremy Leach

          Thank you Fay. Sometimes it helps to put pen to paper.

        • Syd

          I couldn't agree more with the message to this poem Jeremy, great write -Syd

        • Accidental Poet

          My condolences on the loss of your friend. Yes, our days are numbered sure and true. Great write and advice Jeremy.

        • Poetic Dan

          Absolutely awesome flow at least in death we'll all be home! Or wherever it roams...



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