Some seek me and others curse me

The priest and the poet
and the terminally ill,
all know me.

The soldier and the general,
both obey me
and serve as my minions.

To some I am the end
of all knowing
and to others,
a time of peace and rest

Some seek me
and others curse me
and I visit heroes and fools
and the rich and the poor
and time or destiny
brings me to everyone.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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