Death, you took away the Kings, Queens,
Popes, Presidents, Ministers, and Marines.
You tucked away the children, the young and the old.
You took away the beautiful, the strange and the bold.
Who the heck are you?
Who helped you and sent you?
I know for sure that you are not God,
Because you make people so mad, and so sad.
You tucked away the nurses, the officials and the doctors.
You killed the thieves, the innocent and the liars.
Where the heck are you?
Is it true that one day you will get me too?
Wow! You took away my father and my auntie.
I have no fears. Just tell me when you'll come to get me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Herbert, That a great poem with truth and courage. I liked it very much. I invite you to read my poems and send your views. You can try this one: 'Contaminated Soul' When think of ill of others Your soul is contaminated It goes far away from God And is never illuminated .................. ................ I will wait for your reply. Thanks!