A Misunderstood Friend

I come, not to give but to take
You see me not but only my deeds
I see not nor hear your cry
I do not reason
That is just my nature
I understand yours but can't give in to your overture

You have given me very many name
This you did because I take you away from here
But what I did you misunderstood
If I say, 'I did what I did out of Love'
You'll never understand

You crave not to ever meet me in your path
You are scared of me
I cut short your lovely flow
Yet some of you wish me to come swiftly
Well, It is not my call to feel you or heed you
My boss at the top makes the call
And the rest is history