If you have on a bikini and no snowshoes, that's tough. I am going to snow anyway. Plagues and pestilences attest to the constancy of natural law. They set us to cleaning our streets and houses and to readjusting our relations to outward nature. Only in a live universe could disease and death prevail.
Death is a phase of life, a redistributing of the type.
Decay is another kind of growth. If I were a Brazilian without land or money or the means to feed my children, I would be burning the rain forest, too. We cannot get round photosynthesis. We cannot say, I am not going to give a damn about phytoplankton. All these tiny mechanisms provide the preconditions of our planetary life.