Epitaphion: On The Death Of Death Poem by Chime Justice Ndubuisi

Here lies death, the fiend
Whom none ever liked.
Disrespecter of age and creed,
The gluttonous eater of mankind.
That monster we all once feared
Whose footsteps are never heard
But only the outcome of its deed.
Whose domains are without any bound,
Whose fame far and wide is heard.
Here lies death, dead!
Your own snares caught you instead.
That wicked monster is now confined!

The monster that always blot out our light,
That turns our day into night,
That dashes us to the ground from a-height.
Now that you are out of sight,
Where now is your strength?
Where now is your might?
What happened to that your deadly bite?
Now that you are dead, death!
Now that you lay cold and white,
You are weaker than we could ever thought.

Long time ago, you started your carrier
Greedy glutton. Slimy life eater,
The worst of its kind. Uglier
Than the devil. Death, whether
You were created, we can't decipher.
But we are glad you are gone forever.
Here I brought you thorny rose flower;
I shall not cry for you, Never!

Here lies death; it's craft was stealing.
It steals from men and beasts: everything living.
It takes man away when his sun is still shining!
A stealthy thief; you can never see it approaching.
Now that you're dead, everybody is rejoicing.
For you, there'll be no mourning.

Come up now and kill!
Why lie there cold and still?
You have been caught in your own cell.
No one will fare you well.

No one will sing or cry, save
For this my little epitaph on your grave.