Death by Araya Korgan

There is a creature that lurks around,
It stabs people with the pains of knifes.
The creature will show up unexpectedly,
Leaving people with feelings of disparity.
Families will beg and plead,
But they will not succeed.
It can appear in many ways,
It swallows people like a black hole.
The creature holds no sympathy,
It follows rules differently.
No matter age or race,
The creature will follow with its chase.
The creature is hated by plenty,
For it leaves people empty.
Shallow holes in the ground,
While people gather around.
The ropes lowering people’s boxes,
As people’s hearts fill with toxins.
People shout to God with prayers,
However only silence appears