There's always some miraculous excuse for Death. Recently I heard that a ninety-seven year old man died of cancer. I think he died because he was very old and very tired. May he rest in peace. Death, as we know it now, is spending our earnings on things we don't need.
Death is the manufacturing of guns, bombs and land mines.
Things no-one needs. Death is building cities as drab and grey as possible. Death is emptying the oceans of life and polluting our rivers and waterways. Death is celebrating the wrong gods for the wrong reasons. Death is denying our children their chance to dream of the future.