'I'm Innocent' Says Death Poem by David Olusanya

Hello folks? My name is death.
How do you fair with your health?
I hope you free your souls from strain;
too much of grieves can cause you pain.

I'm writing in self defense,
to proclaim my innocence.
I hope you give me fair hearing
and take the truth I come bearing.

To be candid, I'm not a killer.
Oh! Am I drunk with tequila?
But see, I didn't pull the trigger,
in-fact, I didn't cause ebola.

All I do is to assist
if unbearable pains strongly persist.
I can't stand to watch a soul
languish in pain from crown to sole.

All I do is offer ease
if agony will not just cease,
I didn't poison that nice lady
or choke that cheerfully bright baby.

I didn't shoot that lucky guy
who got a job of suit and tie.
I didn't push the man to suicide,
he only knows what he has inside.

I didn't push the boy off the cliff
or rape the girl until she's stiff.
All I do is grant solace,
'cause I can't stare pain in the face.

I'm not at service to Satan;
never think of me in a black kaftan.
I'm not an evil creature,
I'm a gorgeous part of nature.

I'm an angel of transformation,
the complete cycle of creation.
I'm a gift to a sage
that's well stricken in age.

So when next you see me act,
kindly revisit this fact.
Always watch over your health.
With love from your dear friend, Death.

David O. Olusanya