Death's Ship

Swifter than a gamma ray,
Sleeker than a comet's tail,
Darker than a black hole's heart,
A grim ship hurtles through space
In search of the cosmic damned.

Constructed from crystal tears
Reinforced with blackened bones,
Propelled by a stream of souls,
That fell craft crosses the void
To bring death amongst the stars.

Carrying galactic plagues,
Spreading stellar diseases,
Fomenting hatred and war,
Death extends his chilling touch
Across this vast universe.

Blazing toward dying suns,
Homing in on condemned worlds,
Soaring through smouldering skies,
The reaper rides a rocket
To collect the cosmic dead.

Richard H. Fay is an author, artist, and home school dad who resides in Upstate New York. He is inspired by medieval history, myth, and legend, and the classics of fantasy literature. His diverse and interconnected interests drive his artistic endeavour. He writes fantasy prose and poetry, as well as dabbling in science fiction and horror. Recently he has decided to begin writing as more than just a sideline, although he has been writing seriously since the 1980s.

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