Oh death: who are thou?

Oh death: who are thou?
poet: Steve Anc

...because disappearing is unquestionable,
Therefore, who are we to query the infinitum?
the breath without notification,
walked with oblivion;
the  land always unsatisfied
skins helpless at  beneath
Who are thou?

Mind always inquisitive,
asking of what end?
Humans boom and dowdy at a blink
if you look back, you will turn to an arrow,
or a fan blowing grief;
the heart pants in quest
who are thou?

The mother eyed the son with 
helpless gasp on her breath,
Graveyard, the library of bones;
Skeletons as a recognition that we passed this phase
Who are thou?

The only wall that collapse when darkness clash with light,
returning to the dust is inevitable;
We know the cloud only burst when a ghost is crying for water.
who are thou?

About thee, I choose not to think,
not to know what thou are;
I wrote this
because nothing last forever
Except prophecy!