O death, where is thy sting??
O grave, where is thy victory!
Permission grant! live till I come.
A five letter words in nature
It sting once like a scorpion
And cause sorrow to the whole body.
It
comes like an uninvited guest in the day
comes in silence without license
Just only to showcase he is a killjoy.
It inevitable for women
It is inescapable for men
It is unavoidable for all.
Bereaved family
agonized
weep, due it callousness
It is Impossible to bring back to live by doctors
Powerful Herbalist cannot prevent from happening
It is uncontrollable for dictators
it abode is untraceable
It treat the universe with dirt
It is inexorable reality.
Neither a Clark swordman
Nor a skilled kungfu fight man
Even a recent upgraded robots
Can never abort it missions.
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