A sweet little thing,
lots'n lots I have killed,
I have diminished so many,
so many I helped to rebuild.I have many minions,
but on the top, there are three,
controlled by each other,
they are not so free.You can't get rid of me,
it's up to me when to bid you adieu,
do not get confused,be warned,
I will surely come for youNo one can stop me,
you are all my slaves,
you all are bound to me,
from your cradle to your graves.
This was in the sandbox, as per suggestions, I tried changing first two stanzas. This one is really simple and sweet one.