Death, My Confirmed Guest


Death, my confirmed  guest,
Very often I forget you
You must come to take me
To the land of infinity. 
I should have to adorn myself
With flowers of good deeds
To receive you freshly and happily.
But l have spent time in vain
For nothingness in the wrong track
I do not know when you will come
But it is constantly true that you must come
Everyone can break promise except you
You do not cheat with time
No one can stop you.