It will take away my mother,
It will take away my father.
It took away my uncle,
It took away my brother.
And at last,
It would take away me.
But it is what keep you going,
For you know that you're destined to meet it.
It is what gives you freedom,
Before you feel the pain.
It is what you hope for,
For it to take you away.
It is what you look forward to,
When the one you love was taken away.
It gives you what you never want,
But at last you understand-
That everyone would have to meet it,
So why not embrace it with open arms,
Instead of giving it a hostile glare?
Welcome it, love it and learn to accept,
That it has done you no harm for your love ones would soon come too.
I learnt to forgive it,
After it's cruel hands took away my brother.
With him, it took away my ability to love.
But I ask myself, is it really the thing I think it is?
Is it the enemy I have grown up to know?
Is it what everyone had feared?
Did it really wish to claim away my brother- the only person I learnt to love?
No, taking them away is merely its job,
It is what it is here for.
So embrace it, learn to forgive, the ever-present,
Death.