It is not death I fear,
But what comes after here.
It is not death I fear,
But the thought of mine enemies leer.
It is not death I fear,
But the worms that in days will appear.
It is not death I fear,
But the loved ones I leave here.
It is death that I fear,
Though it levels us out,
And comes nearer, nearer......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem