Fierce You Are But Also Fair (About Death) br br Never br For ever br Is man's breath: br And, O Death, br Not only 'age' alone br But, you blackly own br Many a shrouded courier more br To summon to your dooming door br Him whose life on earth you choose to end br And, back to God, whose soul you wish to send. br br At times, you pick and choose your victim for your call; br At times, your wrath and rage en masse on masses fall. br Famine, floods, disease, war - each your servile slave, br Our masters are - our victors whom none can beat or stave. br Some thorny lanes of 'thwarted love', too, you lay br For hapless hearts, heavenwards to wend their way. br br Fierce you are, O Death, but also fair: br No palace nor a hut your hand does spare. br All men, at last, you equal make: br A task no power could undertake br In this world, to do, br Has been left for you. br In death they lie - br Low and high - br Unsingled, br Mingled.br br Dr.