Robber
Oh let there be no sound,
Music or conversation,
Sweet silence is profound
And is a rare occasion
While we mourn together
For a loved one taken.
Robbed of another
Our world is broken.
Death you are a robber
So merciless and greedy still,
Nothing can defeat your ardour
Except we all live longer
In our bodies and our will,
In defiance of the fear that you instil.
February 2017.
Copyright by D. J. Brennan, Derbyshire.
