O! Death! Let Thy Call Be Peaceful! Poem by Savita Tyagi

Life forces us to bow, kneel and submit. , , , O! Death! Let thy call be peaceful! Death ends the life we live. It is a saddening occurrence to those who continue to live.

Life forces us to bow, kneel and submit. The all powerful authoritarian lord of This world, demands nothing less but Meek submission, even though we Struggle, fight, whimper and squirm. This is all we can do! When Death summons, we have no choice but to respond to the call. But it is so sad for an aging father or mother to bury his young son. You could step into the shoes of a aggrieved parent! A poignant write!

This is not a protest poem, the poem acknowledges Death's power over life from the very beginning and it would be an empty gesture to protest that reality. But the movement of your poem toward the acceptance in the title is slow like a funeral procession. The first stanza presents stormy weather humans cannot control. The second stanza presents stormy emotions humans cannot control. The third and fourth show life, fate, the world itself cannot be resisted. By the time we reach the seventh with the words from the title - that Death's call be gentle - we are ready to accept it. You have patiently shown us the wholeness of Life includes Death. It is our tragic destiny, and our noblest response is to be calm, focused and ready. You played the role of our guide with quiet dignity.