Death: Giver Or Taker? Poem by J22 Poet

Death
You are the reaper of souls
The black shadow of the lost
The absence of life, of light
The taker
But also the giver
Of long lives, full of joy
You take those who deserve to be taken
But also those who do not
Your ways are mysterious
You blanket everything with your presence, but you cannot be seen
You are misunderstood
You are seen as a thief, and evil force
But I would say that you are needed
Without you, there would be chaos
Reckless choices, no fear of an end
Torture would be endless
Lives of the guilty would be forever
Humans would live in an endless cycle of pain, suffering, and hardship
I welcome you as an equal