Trading life for death isn't the countermeasure for strife! As it is very "politely" too say that life mocks the complete scenario of death itself.
However, if you actually started to take a little closer look at ourselves in general... You'd come to say that our very lives, aren't so different when death essentially claims them.
Only when it is time for our lives to become entirely subjected upon deaths desire to appoint life to crumble at deaths very feet.
Life in deaths very comparison for an opposite comparison, is seeing that it's nothing but "dust at one's very toes".
But when life is about to crumble and seemingly turn into a crumbling dustless ash...
It see's itself (for the very first time ever) plead too death in such a way as if it's begging at it's very, well...
feet! Revealing it's form of crumbling dustless ash, even before it's become aware of that very state.
As all life ever wanted (after coming to the final point in it's very supposed fluid ride of existence) was to hope for a nice ending! Until finding out that death wasn't so merciful!