Why Do People Die?

So death is a gift none can refuse, right?
The ground is always ready to swallow,
Like an insatiable wolf never stopping to devour,
Death, a cruel kindness from God to man,
One will live, love, lust, lose, learn, then leave,
Leaving tears to become a flowing river on cheeks-
Oh! He was a good man. Oh! He was a bad man.
Las las all of us go one day bite the big one,
Those living can then quote “Man proposes, God disposes,”
Why bring people to life knowing they’ll die?

Wildkhard [TA]