A Knock On Your Door

I am death. Death is my name. I am sometimes predictable. Yet, I am often unexpected. I am usually feared. Yet, I am often welcomed. I can cause grief. Yet, I can also bring relief. Most people wait until I come for them. Yet, some people choose to seek me out. Do not run from me. You will not win. You cannot escape me. When your time comes, I will come for you – whether you are ready for me or not. It is inevitable that I will visit you – some place, some time. This is a promise that will never be broken. When it is your time to meet me, please answer my knock. For if you do not, I will simply let myself in and find you. You may narrowly escape me once – maybe even twice. But in the end, I will ultimately claim you as my own. I do not discriminate – not by race, not by age, not by gender and not by the amount of money you may have. It is senseless to think you can outsmart me with all of your latest technology. Do not be fooled – your new gadgets and gimmicks will not keep me from coming for you – when it is your time to join me. No one can stop the inevitable. So please go now and enjoy life - enjoy the time you have left without me – the time you have before I come and knock on your door.