Death is a friend that I once knew well

A freind that still haunts my fate

A fate that He controls

A controlling of my final breath

A breath that will start my reat

A rest of peace and Death

A Death of grieving faces

A face that once loved me

But I am nothiing more than dirt now

A dirt that will make the world a new

A new world of love and goodness

A goodness that will never end

Until the end the Death controls

And at the end He will come to see the love

A love that started with dirt

That started with me.