Life Goes On
Life goes on
The love we have for our beloved,
Is like a fountain
That never dries up,
And doesn't cease flowing
In our veins.
But even if I go,
You spare a thought for the one in need,
For life goes on.
My legacy will soon supplant me.
Tears will roll down their cheeks
As they wail and shriek in sadness for my trip,
To where our ancestors are,
Resting in perpetual peace.
But I know one thing,
come the day;
We shall all parade before Him that scans
And kneel in supplication
With saint Longinus.
By Longinus T
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