Death… you are so selfish
You knocked at my door
And you let yourself in.
You didn’t greet us, you
Just let yourself comfortable
In my home you sat down
and laughed at us you came.

You took what didn’t belong
To you and forced me into
Sorrow. Death why? Why are
You without peace? Why are
You without love? Why should
We rest in peace?

Is it because life is unpredictable?
You came into our life unplanned,
When we where still planning
Our life? Why are you so proud?

But..let me tell you. I’m not
Afraid of you what I’m afraid
Of is the loneliness the
Coldness in winter and hotness
In summer eaten by worms
Laying down facing the sky

Death be not proud