Death's Relentless Pursuit
Death chases me down
like a pet on a leash
just waiting for its owner
to allow it freedom
It grabs those it can reach
for now
It will eventually be allowed
to swallow up my body
It knows my soul belongs
to the Master
and its efforts are in vain
still it tries to torture me
I try to share my escaped
with anyone who will listen
some will not hear
depression takes ahold
Its grip cannot hold me for long
the lightness that I cling
to devours it.
Death continues to chase me
but I am already free.
Jesus is holding me.
I can't save anyone else
but I am allowed to warn them
Death is relentless in its pursuit
The word of God our only protection.
Seek him and make my heart glad.
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