It is here,
It came knocking on the door
Dark, dense and seriously serious,
Death is paying a visit here
Life is struggling in his presence,
She is scared, silent and waiting
Wandering death has wandered here,
Near a bed where life does dwell
Sickness was not know here before,
But the last few days have seen it all!
Death has come sneaking in,
Looking, smelling, judging still !!
Life is scared but won't give hold..
Holding on to the last,dying breath..
Death is stronger, will eventually win !!
But for tonight the silent fight is on,
Life and death will so go on !!
