The True Death

Because I could not succeed for Death,
it did kindly succeed for me.
Pause to succeed, like the Death does.

I saw the the evil lucre of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned the killing.
Does the killing make you shiver?
does it?

An assassination, however hard it tries,
Will always be evil.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the assassination,
Gently it goes - the harmful, the ugly, the immoral.

I cannot help but stop and look at the big fatality.
Fatality - the true source of maternity.