One friend we all have in common is death.
A friend that took the ones that left.
He takes them from a sinner called earth.
Some are taken to regret every second of their breath.
Who are we to question death?
Only he knows what we are worth.
Some hate it and wish he was part of the ones who left.
It can never be defeated no matter how much your strength.
deep words straight from the soul of every human. great memoriable read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That made me think. Alot. Great work!