Death Poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna

How true is death?
So true and straight,
It never misses,
But am I going to die?
Are you going to die?
Is he going to die?
Is she going to die?

How true is death?
So fateful,
It never procrastinates,
Come fateful day
Death will be,
I, he, she, will be no more!

How true is death?
So original and eternal,
Agree or not agree,
Accept or not accept,
Death is here to stay,
It seeks no "Yes I'm ready to die"
And never tolerates,
"I will never die! "

How true is death?
Fright, pain, sorrow, crying,
Bravery, fight,
Are all ants for death
To trample on,

How sure is death?
So sure that it's
Ever frightening,
Ever threatening,
Ever haunting,
Ever claustrophobic,
Ever life stopping,

How true is death?
So undodgeable and vindictive
But how can I survive?
How can he survive?
How can she survive?

Only by acquiescing to Brook Benton's song,
‘We All Got To Die One Day! '
And smile