Obedient Messenger Poem by shakil ahmed

OBEDIENT MESSENGER


Death, Death, Death………..
Nobody knows the fact
When one will exhale last breath

You will come in disguise
And will do your duty
Nobody will be able to recognize

You are so clever
No one knows your shape
People will know you never.

You obey the command of Almighty,
Never commit any mistake
You are the best performer of your duty

When you come to the earth
To shake hand with somebody
He goes with you leaving all mirth

In the eternal day of judgment
God will ask you to take your life
You will obey without resentment

Death, you are an obedient Messenger,
But do you know the fact?
In dooms day you have to surrender.