Death, Oh Death

Death poem

Death, Oh Death

Death, Oh Death why you must come here
During our times of joy and cheer

You see us happy as we can be
And so now you work to ruin our glee

You take from us our greatest joy
And our lives you work, to destroy

You encroach into my life
Coming toward me like a falling knife

You come in my house, in the dark night
And you take away our life’s bright light

Death, Oh Death all you have done
Is make a father miss his lost son

Death we may think you a terrible curse
You give us that ride, in your dark hearse

Death, Oh Death you do these terrible things
And you bring down the mightiest of kings

But you help us realize when great bells ring
And make us enjoy the tiny things

Death, Oh Death, I thank you for what you do
And one day, you will help me bid my life adieu!