Death Poem by DearWild Bett Ugiri

Life is like a tiny string that cuts too soon
When ur life is without the moon
You stand to face the gloom
For you, life has ended its course
Leaving you cold and still as you have lost its source
Now in deaths cold arms u rest
And in its cold waves you lay
From this world u travell
Jst as mystries u once sought begns to unravel
Be happy in the realm
No matter how far and dark
Soon there will be light and its beam
To guide u in ur part