Ooh death,
would you please spare me another year
You are a transport that picks everyone anywhere at anytime
You don't even care about the tickets
Why don't you at least hoot to give a warning signal?

Ooh death, Please spare me another year

Ooh death, this days you like us young and fresh
You want us clean and smart
You ignore the old and weak
Tell me death
How do you pick your victims?
Do you roll dice or you pick randomly?
Then Please, spare me another year

Ooh death, how does it feel?
To put your ice cold hands on a young Soul and drag it out its body?
Is it the body you want or is the spirit?
please death, if you see me sick, sleeping or rolling, just ignore me
Spare me another year.

Ooh death, you merciless messenger
Don't you get tired?

You got a potential to unite those who have been apart for so long
You bring enemies together on the table
You separate those who love each other for good

Ooh death, how do you live with yourself?
How many tears did you drop from all the mourners?
Are they not enough to fill your hole?
Ooh death
Please spare me another year.
© Keabetswe Lelaka