Death - Poem by Green Peace
Oh death! Why do you come so early to those who hate you?
And why so late to those who are awaiting you?
When you come and go away
You leave behind a miserable, sorrowful and ruinous way.
By your departure you leave behind only
pain, shock, misery and grief
You do so in a span so brief.
Oh death can you not change your
law and come at the latest hour?
So that people live a healthy joyous life
and be ready to accept your power.
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