WOE UNTO DEATH.
The one that has no respect for man or Woman.
The one that does not care about your plan.
The one that does not care if you are rich or poor.
The one that does not care if you are young or old.
It strikes when it wishes, be it hot or cold.
That one is DEATH.
it's the aftermath of Birth.
As long as one has been born, one must die.
Every Celebration of your Birthday is a countdown to your deathday.
For every day that passes, for every hour that ticks
For every Minute that goes, for Every second that ticks
Death sends it's demons to harvest people and they do random picks
WOE UNTO DEATH
WOE Unto the one that does not inform man before it comes
Woe unto the one that allows a mother to celebrate the birth of a new baby
Only for it to strike 3 days after and Throw the family into Mourning
Woe unto the one that steals people’s joy in the evening and In the Morning
Woe unto the one that dares to strike at midnight
When everybody has gone to bed thinking all is right
Oh death, why would you strike a doctor that is taking care of the sick?
You don’t care if that person is strong or weak
You don’t care if the person has good plans for the week.
Woe unto the one that strikes the benefactor of a family at his prime
After all the hardwork and bidding his time
You death, you allow one to grow, you allow one To go through hardship
Only for you to take the person when it’s time to drive his ship
Woe unto the one that comes in different ways
Woe unto the one that has so many Demons that man can't control all.
Yes, death has it's demons.
The demons are the means by which Death comes.
It could come through a Diesease.
It could come through sickness.
It could come when one is asleep.
It could come when nations are at war.
It could come when one is trying to make Technological advancement.
It could come just after one's engagement.
Oh death, why would you come the same night a man gets married?
You allow the family Members to put in their efforts and time
You allow them to invite friends and enemies for a big event
You allow them to put in all their emotions towards a particular day
And then you come the same night
You turn a man's happiest day to the saddest day
This in turn has a trigger effect on the relatives
They suffer emotional unrest throughout their life
Why allow them to spend money for a gallant event
And still have to spend money almost immediately for a Funeral
If only you had told them how and when you would come
Perhaps their family would just prepare for the Funeral alone.
Woe unto the one that takes away the good people on earth.
Woe unto the one that Scientists, Professors and Doctors cannot predict accurately when it would take away a sick person.
Woe unto the one that the writer of this piece cannot exaust it's description.
Woe unto the one that would make every reader of this piece think about a lost one.
Woe unto the one that does not give friends a chance to say goodbye to each other.
Woe unto the one that separates a son from his father.
Woe unto the one that Separates a daughter from her Mother.
Woe unto the one that ensures that the graveyard is where there is abundance of talent not discovered and unleashed.
WOE UNTO DEATH. WOE UNTO DEATH.
Written by: ADEKANYE OPEOLUWA SAMUEL
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