Death

Death


At a time on is birthed,
While at other,he exited.
Thus life is two-sided;
One of good,the other,bad.

Either one is rich or poor,
Filled with talents or not,
Caressed with with gold and bracelet,
Death is the end of all.

The old and aged monster
Given the duty to exterminate.
Never smiling at man's existence
But to devour and bring unhappiness.

How I wish you haven't exist
I would have my fathers seen
And will have knowledge from them
Receive
About life and things unseen.

Thus death is inescapable
Even to every living soul.