Ode To Death

To fight death, one has to live.
Above all the inevitable fears, one has to believe.
Hope is the most, powerful weapon against the death.
It has the ability even to change the fate!
 
But why to fight death, it is not evil.
It comes, from the brutal life, for our retrieval!
Just like a demon, it will consume you.
A bitter truth it is understood by very few.
 
Its arrival never takes a hold, on us but acquit.
Sometimes it comes on its own sometimes we call it.
Mostly it is painful, not for us, but for others.
It’s a onetime event, following which nothing bothers!
 
Death isn’t a problem to fight but a solution.
It’s not the end of life but the living’s resolution!
Life is a journey, but death is the home.
Life is just four walls, but death is the dome.
 
Life always asks us to change to fit into its expectation.
But death accepts us the way we are by execution.
It loves us wholeheartedly that it waits so long;
It’s, so beautiful still, we sing life's song!