Death the leveler

When a loved one dies, we sit back
And wonder and ponder their life as ours
The creator might seem to have broken our hearts,
But we must remember that he only takes the best
Every minute, every hour and every day
We exempt the topic and thoughts of inevitable death,


When was the last time you discussed death?
Where we go afterwards is uncertain and relatively down to faith/ beliefs
The truth hurts and it is stranger than fiction
So we tend to play oblivious to the tread of death
We fear to poke on the thoughts of death and afterlife, because it’s mentally draining.
Everybody dies, that’s just the way it is, and it’s the circle of life


It makes everyone leveled, the rich, the poor, black and white
It shall not spare anyone, no, not even me
We should live life to the fullest, we should be everything we want to be while there’s still time.
But death still somewhat depends on life; solely on life
Because without life, death can’t take place, perhaps making it a slave to life
But death shall die as well, do not be scared of the leveler


We shall overcome death through faith in the creator’s son
He had already won the victory over death
We need not worry, we need nothing but faith
There is nobody as blind as folks that will not see that
In the midst of life there is death, it lurks around the corner
Unobserved, unexpected waiting to ambush


Death is the bridge and intersection of life and afterlife
It’s the cloud on the horizon, because we all die someday,
It’s a dilemma that can’t be denied its occurrence,
As for now we just don’t want to think of it.
Death you are a leveler, the ultimate leveler