When death comes knocking and calls your name.
It’s inevitable, life will not be the same.
No amount of fighting will keep you on this earth.
Death can come like a thief in the night.
It can come during travel taking flight.
Death can come with your eyes open wide.
One thing I know for sure, you certainly can’t hide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem