The wind of death.

A Poem by Dreamakeover

It talks about how death shows itself when the very presence is not needed.

When a child is born into a family, it brings a great joy and happiness to the members of the family and most especially to the parents of such baby.
These parents vow to themselves and that which is dear to them to protect these children and provide them with their needs.
As these children begins to grow up, these parents devote their skills, time, resources and most of their love into bringing them up. They try as much as possible to bring up their children in the fear of the Lord.
In bringing up these children, parents sometimes face numerous pains and humiliations.
Parents who are financially unstable struggle both day and night in order to give their children a comfortable life and a secure future.
As the years begin to go by, these children grow up to become adults. They stand on their feet without the help from any member of the family.
After investing their time, resources and energy into bringing up these children, these parents sometimes do not get the opportunity to enjoy the fruits of their labour.
Hmm, what then can I say? Nature has robbed and denied them the right to their happiness.
Oh death, how could you be so rude and inconsiderate? After going through all those pains and humiliations, why do you choose to knock on our doors when all things seems to fall in their rightful places?
Aaah!! What kind of creature are you? Hmm, did the creator of the universe made you to these things? Or you have taken it upon yourself to perform this particular duty. Tell me who these question should be addressed to?
When the wind of death knocks on the doors of the people we love, we see our world to be incomplete without them. We see ourselves to be lonely without anything to keep us living.
In fact it leaves us to be empty, vulnerable and miserable.
After cowardly taking our love ones without even informing us, we also wish for you to take us so we could be united with them in the other world.
Hmm, even when we want you to do what you do, you rather turn your back on us. Leaving us in our pain and misery.
Ooh death, you only show yourself when your very presence is not needed.
How I wished I would have the opportunity of asking death why he interferes in matters that has got nothing to do with him.
Oh death, can't you see the pain and the sense of loneliness you made us feel for taking away our loved ones? Do you enjoy seeing people suffer? If the that is the case then I can not help but to say, you are a big and an old time monster and as such you disgust me.
I guess our questions for death is pileup like a mountain.