A son just left,
a father just died,
mourners in black gathered and cried
mothers wept, daughters collapsed,
their beloved had gone, never to come back.
Eyes watered, faces paled
upon their beloved forbidden were they to gaze
Death whispered with mocking eyes,
"I took him from you, my words be not lies,
I came upon him by surprise, weakened his heart and brought about his demise.
T'was his time, God had decreed, time for him to be judged for word and deed."
Yet Death's elocution brought no comfort,inspired no solace to the hopelessly
for death had ensnared us all in his mighty lair!
Proudly he sits on a throne of marble and stone,
while humanity entire grieves and mourns.
loved ones born, loved ones die,
beneath a vast vault of stars they lie, and
to them tranquil death shall whisper a tuneless lullaby.
Dedicated to my deceased uncle, in the hope that God may have mercy on his