Death must be crazy
crazy to think all can port
Ye messenger of pain and hurt
Your power of doom soon will lost

Behold a pale horse
Upon it sat death
And hell followed death
That sat on a pale horse

Pow’r was given death
With swords of hunger
And beasts of the earth
To kill with anger

In hunger death surface
With beasts of the earth
To kill in anger lovely Trace
Unknown to it she sleeps unscathed

Death with swords of hunger
And beast of the earth
Must of a truth be gaga
To think end put to Ruth

Death must be crazy
To think kill my beautiful one
She who lay asleep lazy
On her bed of Rose petal

Beautiful as ever and charming in her sleep
As she lay like an infant so tender
Behold her luscious lips
From which honey nectar drips

She is the star in the sky
The color of the deep blue sea
She’s the chlorophyll in green pasture
The rainbow after rain from high

Death indeed must be crazy
To think my lovely dead
In all things behold her nature
Her touch in all things finds

Oh death, where is thy sting?
O grave, where is thy victory?
For death is swallowed up in victory
‘cos my nightingale melodiously sings

She’s the roar of the ocean
The tide of the sea,
She’s the height of the mountain
The colour of the snow

She is the dew of the morning
She is the dusk of the evening
The angel with wings of gold,
whose fragrance sweetens my soul

Disturb not my pretty one
For she sleeps lazily
On her bed of warm warmth

Death must be crazy
To think kill my wonderful one
She who lay asleep lazy
On her bed of Rose petal

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Akinola is a poet, a singer, a teacher, a minister of the word through poems. He lives in Lagos, Nigeria. He is passionate about writing and loves seeing people get inspired through his poems and creative write-ups.