It has no favourites,
You nor I
It comes when you least
Expects it
Oh, Death!
He is a canal being
Who never hears of man's life
When tricked by more thoughts
Of death
Oh, Death!
Of course, no one can claim to
Love death
Neither does death have specials
He comes through a secret door
Oh, Death!
Death does not take excuses,
A wealthy man considers death
As a calamity,
He sees death as something painful
And unfavourable
Oh, Death!
Death has no specials,
Young or old he takes,
Rich or poor, black, white or gold
Without discrimination
Oh, Death!
Death does not stigmatize,
He does not take bribes,
Never a corrupt being
If death where to take bribe
The poor man would have finished,
Thank God for death,
Oh, Death!
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