Death is good
It’s like the rain that washes the streets clean
Of all the scum and prostitutes
And makes the path clean
For the next generation to get things wrong
Death is ok
It ensures that the circle of life remains unbroken
Getting rid of the unlucky and ugly
Moving forward to perfection
For the next generation to redefine what beauty is
Death is inevitable
Even the brightest stars in the sky burn out
Creating the building blocks of new things
Until all energy and matter
Have been exhausted and the last star dies alone with no one to see it die