Can you please stop yelling at death,
He won’t be able to help you.
What are you yelling about anyway?
People die all the time,
And there’s nothing we can do to stop it.
You can’t ask death for favours,
Or ask him to change the order,
Because he’s not in control.
He is simply a messenger who delivers people’s souls.
The grand design will not change for one person,
Not even you.
So stop yelling at death,
Because there’s nothing he can do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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