When The Reaper Of Lives

To be materially very wealthy your claim to renown
Arguably the wealthiest one in the town
But for you too there will be a last night and day
When the Reaper of lives will come reaping your way
The one who claims the lives of the very young and the old and those in their lives prime
Cannot be bribed with money to buy extra living time
The Reaper of lives treats as the same
The very wealthy and the one without a penny to his or her name
Since we are all born as mortals why even pretend
It all comes to nothing for us in the end
The one who swings the scythe of death equality create
And between the wealthy and poor does not differentiate
For you and me too there will be a last night and day
When the Reaper of lives will come reaping our way.