The fatal finger

The fatal finger of black

is always pointing and

his pointing is as deadly as

a loaded and sighted gun.


There is no fine and grand reason,

nor any rime that could fathom,

his sure pointed and absolute choice

of who will be and who will be gone.


And his finger is an instant, like

a flash from light to black,

or his pointing is a subtle change

from light to grey and then to dark.


But be assured that his finger

never misses its certain and honest mark,

as he writes each name in capitals

upon his cold and lifeless heart.