Death our true surname

DEATH OUR TRUE SURNAME

When there is breath 

Then there was birth,

When there is birth 

Then there is hope for health,

When there is health 

Then there is wish for wealth

And when there is wealth 

Then there is hatred for death

But certainly, after birth 

Comes the mighty death.

It has no heart nor ears 

That’s why it doesn’t pity nor hears.

It can’t be stopped by laughter nor tears 

Neither can it be escaped by braveness nor fears

So let prepare ourselves before it appears.

It’s bestial, unstoppable and eccentric 

But it is the emblem of God’s power.

Let take heed before it visit.

When it visits, nothing can stop it

So we can only hope it doesn’t visit so fast 

Cos we have goals so plenty and vast

But surely, it will visit us at last.

We should expect it surprise visit

When we see sickness and gray hair.

It has or it will one day 

Steal our happiness,

Break our heart

Or perhaps pour on us much pain

But who are we to complain.

After all it is just carrying orders.

It makes no choice between male and female.

It neither care about name nor fame

Neither does it have respect for tribe and race.

Being either old or young,

Very huge or very small

Very short or very tall

Very pretty or ugly

The best or the worst

We are all naked to death.

We all have surnames

But our true surname is one

And it is called DEATH.

May we not die till God is pleased with us.

     

   By Abdallah Hudu Maiga.

      (Maiga de poet)