Death, And How He Relates

I wrote this around the time of my Grandmother's death.  It was two years ago, and some of the hardest days I've ever had to live through.  I wrote this while under my dark cloud of depression.  It's called "Death".  I know, it's a simple title, but it suits well.  Death relates to everything in life. 

"Death"

Death is the end,

Death is the beginning.

Death is selfish

But death is kind.

Death has no favorites,

And death has patience.

Death is a friend.

Death is an enemy.

Death is dark.

Death is light.

Death is all,

and all is Death.