Fierce You Are But Also Fair (About Death) <br /> <br />Never <br />For ever <br />Is man's breath: <br />And, O Death, <br />Not only 'age' alone <br />But, you blackly own <br />Many a shrouded courier more <br />To summon to your dooming door <br />Him whose life on earth you choose to end <br />And, back to God, whose soul you wish to send. <br /> <br />At times, you pick and choose your victim for your call; <br />At times, your wrath and rage en masse on masses fall. <br />Famine, floods, disease, war - each your servile slave, <br />Our masters are - our victors whom none can beat or stave. <br />Some thorny lanes of 'thwarted love', too, you lay <br />For hapless hearts, heavenwards to wend their way. <br /> <br />Fierce you are, O Death, but also fair: <br />No palace nor a hut your hand does spare. <br />All men, at last, you equal make: <br />A task no power could undertake <br />In this world, to do, <br />Has been left for you. <br />In death they lie - <br />Low and high - <br />Unsingled, <br />Mingled.<br /><br />Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fierce-you-are-but-also-fair/
