Death is death
Death does not hurt the dead
Death creates pain for those left behind
Death is the last page of a book
Death is the last verse of a poem
Death is the end of love
Where there is no life
Death is standing
Death brings fear
To those who want to live
Death becomes criminal
When life is stolen
By someone's own hand
Death is suicide
Death is an accident
Death is everywhere
Death strikes like a venomous snake
When a rock is turned over
Death is war
Death is a disease
Death has many faces
Death does not deceive
Death is the one truth
in life
That everyone will be a part of
There is a reason
Death will always be in season
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem