Death is Good

Death! What more can a person say?
It has its rewards and punishments.
Death is sometimes victory,
Death is sometimes defeat.

When one can take it no more,
Death can be a friend.
When one loves a person,
Death can be an enemy.

You can see death,
But death is sometimes blind.
It strikes when wanted least,
And lingers when wanted more.

Death can be sad,
And death can be fortunate.
A display of flowers and friends,
And feelings and sorrows.

Death can come late,
Too late to do good.
For one to die, before death,
Is sad. Sad indeed.

Death has a face,
The face of sleep.
For sleep is like death,
Only death has no delusions.

So- Good Death to You.
And- Good Death to Me.
If we wish for death, cometh.
If we fear death, cometh not.

Death is odd, and birth even odder.
For without birth, there is no death.
And without death there is
No Victory, No Defeat,
No Rewards, No Punishment,
No Friend, No Enemy,
No Sadness, No Joy,
No Anticipation, No Sleep
No Wish, No Fear
And no End!

So you see,
Death is Good.