To Death:

I have something to say, so lend your ear.

I have no fear for you, my dear.

Just because your Death, and have stinky breath,

doesn't mean my chance has left.

I can make this right, I'll try with all my might.

So don't hold on too tight.

I'll live like never before,

I'll never shut the door on the poor.

I know you think my time is out,

But, without a doubt, I'll have one last shout.