𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛
When you no longer sees people
It’s death
When you see people deep crying
It’s death
When you see people all in sorrow
It’s death
When you see a writing —until we meet
It’s death
When you see a ‘Rest in Peace’
It’s death
When you see people wearing black clothes
It’s death
Why always death?
It leaves people in sorrow
Health risks —mental problems
Mourning and depression
After life
We do not have a choice
It’s death that comes in
When you looses people —the loved ones
We only pronounce them to death
Wishing we could’ve had a piece of loaves of bread —together
A glass of wine
And pieces of advice for each other
A genuine farewell and respect
But then we always missed them to death
Death is a robber
It always robbed us of our loved ones
Wished death was a person
So as it could face the law
Death is destructive and unwanted
Fuck ‘DEATH’ millions times eternity..!
~Malchánh Nimir KMW~