Death

Death

Death, you are everything ugly

Unavoidable doom you are

You are mean and unfair

For you rob the cradle

Scare everyone, young and old

So you claim your potency

Death, you aren’t surely corruptible

Else kings and presidents would survive

You courageously knock at their doors

You owe no respect to anyone

And no one hides from you

For you and your soldiers are vigilant

Friendless and brotherless you are

People, animals and plants fear you

For you remove one by one heartlessly

Children on breast you sway

For you have no heart and brain

Yet you know who to take today

Death, had I had power

I’d create a court or an army

That could surprise you

By hunting you day and night

Defeat and root you out the world

So broken hearts are mended

Poem by Mugisho N Theophile