The Visitor
DEATH,
It’s something that I may never understand
I ask myself why does this have to be apart of life’s plan
One day you’re here then the next day your gone
And to whomever has no relevance, It’s just the same old song
As if nothing ever happened life goes on..
DEATH,
When it has touched you ,The pain feels as though it may ever past
As the days grow more you wonder how long will it last
Memories seem to consume your every thought
How much they meant and what joy to your life they may have brought
If none at all, Regretfully or not you may only think of how much u fought.
DEATH,
Has touched me in away my life will never be the same
It really doesn’t matter who the person is or their name
That feeling of pain and sorrow one day we all will be able to relate
My true understanding of it is rather good, bad, age, or race we all have a date
No, We may never know the way, But no living thing has a escape
Because when it comes to life, DEATH IS A SHARED FATE…
Copyright © Kib G | Year Posted 2011
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