Death
Death you are a mystery profound
Different stories about you abound
You are most feared of all
For you whole world is small
You are impeccable, immaculate at work
Plodding incessantly never you shirk
You are sudden, silent and quick
At opportune time lives you pick
You painlessly end all earthly life
Putting an end to every life's strife
In reverence, I bow unto you
Oh Death! None can equal you
Copyright © Rama Balasubramanian | Year Posted 2020
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