Death

Approaches sure and silent
Taking hold of the soul
for some a release for many violent
And it is ghastly

The body loses its vigor
its effect being immediate
being a sudden trigger
to the relinquishment of vitality

Men are born to die
Immortality is an unattained virtue
Life is a transitory period, sigh
the benefits of which we must pursue

It’s a strange thing, demise
an unwelcome guest
foisting an unpleasant surprise
not quite understood

Causing grief & pain
it picks out victims at random
all efforts at its prevention go in vain
it comes when it pleases

Death liberates
yet is undesirable
because it separates
from the world

It is felt but not seen
till those few moments
when mortal breathes his last breath
glimpsing at the pale face of death