Death Be Not Proud Poem by Adidu Adebowale Emmanuel

Death be not proud you this unseen creation working under the guise of darkness
were nobody could see you though muster and brave you call yourself so why working in darkness,

death be not proud for i know i'll lay cold in your hand one day, though i cannot precise the actual time nor day but it's obvious that i'll die for i came from one place and will definatly return one day
death be not proud for i have been redemed from you with the blood of the saviour with assurance of a resting place after death, but listen and listen good, all i care from you is to come at grey period,
death be not proud for you can only kill the body and not the soul, mind you: the shoe maker has mended my sole
death be not proud for all you've killed you couldn't show up a laurel which you've won,
what is the cause of your pride if i may know that after killing you could not eat who you've taken time to kill
myself as a man kill animals and eat them and am not proud of myself
death be not proud for i do not fear of the eternal silence
don't you know: the quite place is not the most silence place
no where as absolute as the grave
death be not proud for all you have killed have all gone to rest
but you the killer still wondering in the midst of night for where you could lay your head and put your bile underneath your poor liver
death be not proud for one day you will kill every body and them you will look round and found no one to kill again
then it will be a show of shame for you!