Oh! Death

“OH! DEATH” Oh! Death, a mystery thy still remains A fearless murderer that forgets justice A thief not of night but of time A stealer of worthless items Oh! Death, how happy you-make the bereaved Thou are too real to be true A professional in a career carnage Too sophisticated to loss a battle started Oh! Death, you tame the proud and the tough A body made of air and a movement in gesture So helpless thy victims always are Like Israel in front of goliath A friend to the deceased, but an enemy to the living (Sighs) Oh! Death, Spare me not.