Though Of It's Praises

Though of it's praises you never hear anyone sing

Death in itself is not such a bad thing

Since with the death of the body comes the death of the ego that causes us so much stress 

As the ego induces in us the need others to impress

And robs us of the joy that comes with happiness

And does become victim of this thing known as success

Death the true egalatarian treats all people as the same

And never differentiates between the poor and the homeless and those of wealth and fame

It is said that most suicide cases who death over life does choose

That before they die their ego they does lose

All things that breathe life it brings to an end

And never does treat anyone as a friend

And though the praises of death anyone never sing

Equality to all human beings  it does bring.