Death Soars

You soar overhead, stalking your prey.
Swooping down when least expected
like a hawk, carrying loved ones away.
Death is natural and not directed.

Swooping down when least expected;
I hide to avoid your gaze.
Death is natural and not directed.
Time is wasted counting days.

I hide to avoid your gaze
not yet ready for my fate.
Time is wasted counting days,
but when I realize, it's too late.

Not yet ready for my fate;
I'm living with caution, afraid to die.
But when I realize, it's too late.
Death is one thing I can't defy.

I'm living with caution, afraid to die.
Like a hawk, carrying loved ones away.
Death is one thing I can't defy.
You soar overhead, stalking your prey.