It takes princesses and princes
It takes the young and the old
It takes the innocent and the guilty
It takes the black, the white, the pink and the green
Death shows no emotion
It shows no respect for Kings and Queens
It shows no mercy to the newborns and wives
It never notices beauty or curves
It does not spare the famous and the celebrated
Death does not judge
It doesn't judge the color of my skin,
The shape of my nose
The ailments that trouble me
Or the wealth I possess
Death sees me and you as equals my friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It doesn't judge the color of my skin, The shape of my nose The ailments that trouble me Or the wealth I possess Death sees me and you as equals my friend.......yes so true, we are all equals before death... i think that is justice of life, we humans are cruel........... such a good poem and an eyeopener. tony
Thank you so much Dr