It is not death I fear, 
But what comes after here.
It is not death I fear, 
But the thought of mine enemies leer.
It is not death I fear, 
But the worms that in days will appear.
It is not death I fear, 
But the loved ones I leave here.
It is death that I fear, 
Though it levels us out, 
And comes nearer, nearer......                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem