DEATH
It comes like a thief
It captures the one we love
It enslave our queen and kings
It torments the citizens in their lands
Oh! It's the dark Angel
It hovers and crept us unaware
It gives us injury that will never heal
Hurting our heart to never find comfort
Our cries like an ocean
Can it ever consume death?
Our heart as heavy as the mountain
Can it ever get rid of it this angel?
Our love for them that burns like fire
Could never keep them still in our sight
All our tears could left for us
Is the resurrection of the pain planted by death
Oh! Death
You strike once but hurt many times
How will we ever find solace
Of the discomfort you've forever caused?
You're a criminal
The government's eagle eye couldn't see
You're death
Which our strong men can not bring to book
Death is an oppressor
Not even money could lure him off its work
Death has no respect for a single soul
It crushes souls as though, they're ever impotent
Death is Death
Everyone's got that night
Be it morning, afternoon or evening
When death is around, the night is come.
©Israel Onoruoiza
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Nice, but you should try to edit your works before final submission. Plenty structural and grammatical errors abound in the text.