What will I Say,when death calls my name.
If I ignore him, will he come just the same .
Will I answer him quickly, to lesson the pain..
Or make up a story and try to explain.
If he ask’s of my life, shall I tell him true.
And beg for some time, still have things to do.
Will he come quickly, a thief in the night.
Ask me my name and turn out my light.
Will I be ready, I surely hope so.
For when Death calls our name, we all have to go.