I am a Banshee, a sign of death,
Who brings about, the very last breath,
I only appear to a select few,
To whom a slow death, is long overdue,
Day and night i scream and scream,
Until your mind falls apart, at its seems,
O come oly for those who have lived live so bad,
Those who have made many people sad,
To your mind i'll bring terrible pain,
You have no hope of staying sane,
Soon you'll realise what you've done and cry,
By then however, you've not long till you die,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is sad but it explains how death can be to most people. Its truthful and touching. :)