D.D.D.D ( Poem )

D.D.D.D.

Death, the inescapable

Does ever consume

Our hope, unrealizable

Which we have attempted to presume

Death to the sinners!

Despair never ending

Is the centre of our lives

But we continue mending

By adding to our sorry archives

Despair consume them all!

Devils are watching

Our sad, pathetic world

And they are forever notching

On their stone tablets pearled

Devils are the winners!

Darkness unimaginably vast

Covering as far as the eye sees

As begin to toll the last

Bell o’er the long dead seas

Darkness will make its last call

I'd like to add that the four lines which appear between each stanza form a stanza entirely of their own.