Death is Unforgiving

Death is unforgiving Death is hard For anyone To explain death to a child Who has just lost a mother, father, their family Gone…. Death is unbearable The children’s eyes don’t gleam The innocence is gone They work, not play Even their writing, drawing, poems Reflect the pain inside All of us Death is unexplainable This death is It is unnatural Living, then, dead The lucky ones die of disease, the cold, Hunger. The others…. Death is unimaginable Here, there is no imagination We don’t have to imagine death It is there, everywhere, We close our eyes to the sight But the sound… The smell… The taste… No one comes back from the dead Death is unforgiving