Oh God

Death… Now there’s that word again…

And the fear of it, can drive you insane, if you let it,

So forget it, you’re alive!

Being dead after all, is probably not so bad,

When the alarm call rings in the morning,

And the birds sing while you’re yawning

Be glad you can sleep on, 

Because after all you’re dead and gone

You don’t have to worry about brushing your hair,

Or rushing for a taxi,

You don’t have to care,

Or being at work at nine on the dot

Or making the coffee that’s piping and hot,

That’s in the past now, so it’s just time to rest

You have drawn your last breath now,

And by God you are blessed

Thanks for your love God, the kindness you’ve shown

By reducing us all into ashes and bone…