On the Other Side
© Ben Burton 2/25/2015
It's difficult to write an ode to those
With whom I've made a million memories
As melancholy ravages the hope
Their valiant will to fight, each day, recedes
I wonder if our prayers are being heard
When all I witness is that slow decline
Would that a minor miracle occur
To reinstate my case for the Divine
Which leads to an uneasiness for doubt
That sprouts when faith itself is on the wane
And every fiber of my being shouts
"Do not allow that villian to invade"
But, still, I realize it is the way
A cycle unavoidable on earth
For all of those now grieving on this day
Are offset by those celebrating birth
Regardless of the faith stored in the brain
For, sadly, it is there decision lies
The loathsome fear of suffering and pain
Remains to haunt my dreams deep in the night
That I, too, will distress my loved ones' thoughts
When, soon, my date with destiny arrives
But holding fast to doctrines I was taught
Spares comfort we shall meet again
On the other side
Copyright © Ben Burton | Year Posted 2015
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