Death
Why does everyone fear of death?
As if there is no death, there is no life.
Everyone writes about life,
Then why not write something about death?
Death is merely something that everyone must face-
Something that would forever be present.
Sometimes a thank to death may be needed,
As who do you think pulled you from the terrible illness?
Why be so reproachful to death,
When it is merely doing its duty?
You hate it for taking away your love ones,
But don't you plea Death to take you instead?
You blame it for reaching out for your love ones,
But don't you plea Death when the illness is fatal?
Why fear Death when you know you're destined to meet it?
It is what you are alive for,
To meet Death in the end, is it not?
Why praises only Life when it is what reality is?
Where fights and disputes and hatred grow,
When only to lose when you gain?
Why hate Death when it is what freedom is?
Where pressure and troubles are put aside?
When only then that you can get your freedom?
Why hang on to the thread of life,
When only hope is all you have?
So, why, does everyone fear Death?