Death, such an honest foe
A promised end
Yet unpredictable
So many meet it with regrets
Wishes they wished they had fulfilled
And I fear to meet it
While my Lord is displeased
So while I’m yet still to meet it
I hope and pray
That when I meet this honest promise
I’m in the best state I could be
With my Lord pleased with me
and my heart free of regrets
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