The Ugliest Friend Call Death Poem by ALEX OWULO OGOH

Have sat and questioned what the world feared most
But found out is what I referred to as a good host
I heard Death! Death! Death!
And wonder what my friend has done to vex them so?

Have dined with what they called Him
And found out its fear is found in Hymn
Sing fear not, death I love you
Then its scars will show in plain light and face you
And you shall have pity of how ugly He is
As He looks with jealousy of how beauty cloth you and hiss

He is just a man that has no home
And I ask what difference of Him and thieves that kills at home?
Or did also thieves give notice to come visit?
And if given notice before arrival;
Did He! not give notice with swollen head, large pot stomach?
If so, is He tribal like you?

Fear not dearth, they say death
When the man shall make you leave earth
What you should fear is if He! meet you at that place after death call hell
And if not, then you have truly overcome, by giving Him the biggest death
Not death on earth but the highest death of death in hell.