Death, A Reliever Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Death is certain to every birth.
Death is not alike to every birth.
It varies in the time and the manner.
Death, the relief, terminates birth, the curse.

The end of a year leads to a New Year.
Death and birth merge on the New Year day.
Death is the dawn that beckons a new era,
Where there shall be no suffering, no joy.

A slap to follow a kiss if you give
Will a child like it and long for a kiss?
Death without rebirth is heaven assured
For which man can't work but contemplate.

To work for no-rebirth is as futile
As working for an instant death in life.
No good deeds done give guarantee for both.
Preparedness for death is death made easy.
14.10.2017