The Death Bell Poem by John N Mate

Ever heard the death bell rung? /
Or the song she sung? /
Which itself has got/
Rhythm of woeful note.//

Reminding a thinking creature/
Of his mortal nature./
How long could one hide? /
Death soon finds and strangles tight.//

Warning that tho' its someone else today/
Tomorrow could you your debt pay./
Forget not that any moment/
Could be your last moment.//

Asking to repent of wrongs afore/
And guard of that ahead store./
Ev'ry life should you dearly hold/
Tho' to death some could yours sold.//

Then when obtain'd leave/
Those behind will sore grieve./
And dewy eyes shall drips/
As your memory murmer on lips.//