I go downstairs
and I hear someone
or something
banging on my door.
Well through the peep hole
I see
one who’s no stranger to all.
He’s here.
He obviously bears with him
pain and sorrow
marks the end of
your race.
I guess the egg has fallen
off my spoon.
Cruelty is at the door
waiting for me.
I bid you farewell
death is banging at my door.