Sudden Death Poem by Salvatore Ala

Sudden death walks through a wall
And like a flash, it illuminates eternity.
It's on the other end
Of every phone call we receive.
When we first hear its voice
The shock leaves us speechless.
I've also known it
To knock wildly on any door,
Crying out for help
In solving a riddle already solved.
Don't hate sudden death,
It divulges the mercy of a temporal god
Who spares us from prolonged suffering.
Without sudden death
Who'd know humility from hubris?
Because it exists
It is our only hope for a sane future.