Death, oh, Death!
The pain you cause is beyond repair,
My heart bleeds whenever you appear,
You never seem to miss your target,
I wonder who’s next on your list.
Death always comes in without knocking,
We had seen him the previous night,
He was full of energy and lots of smiles,
I still find it hard to believe,
That a man of honor had gone so quickly.
Death once again had showed me its ugly face,
I couldn’t believe he was the one being laid,
The German machine who had great fame,
Now all his knowledge and wealth will go to waste,
Death is really a beast of all time.
I soon fell into trance of our happy days,
I could hear his shouts and see his loving face,
He loved giving lectures at the comfort of his gate,
How on earth could I forget the memories we shared?
My whole body fidgets at the thought of him being dead.
The feeling of death is like an arrow shot upon one’s heart,
It triggers all sensory neurones,
Leaving us shattered and unconscious,
Getting to deal with the curse being laid on us,
It is really a trial losing our dear ones.
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