Death

A death can be beautiful
Even in its most simplest forms.
Death can be the most grotesque
Yet still be intriguing.
Death can also be an art
If you know what you're doing.
You can kill out of spite,
Even out of compassion,
But most of all,
Out of anger.
There is no justice,
There is no forgiveness,
So count your blessings,
The Grim Reaper may be at your door.