DEATH I HAIL THEE!



Death! I hail thy power, you live but
your presence here is not
welcomed. Though, you are the
metaphor for pain, the reason for
lamentations.
I hail thee.


You make the poor rest from all
their worries. No more songs of
sorrows.
The bourgeoisie can now rest
from their worries. No more selfish
and excessive desires.
I hail thee.


Oh Death! There's everlasting
peace in your power. How I wish
the world could welcome you.
But, above all, Depart from me and
my household!

Smile is a symbol in the abesence of sadness just as death is a virus that spreads out it's arms open wide to welcome but no one want's too get close to a junk like u