Death is not worried about me
If it was I would not be surely
Death would have taken care of me
As I lay my weariness down to sleep
Many nights death has heard me weep
I hear death whispering to me
“you cannot worry me”
“you cannot hurry me”
Indeed fight and do not cease
I will watch from afar, I won’t be far
I will come for thee at the
moment you drop your sword
I will lift you up onto me
I will give you peace
I’m still flowing
Death is not worried about me