Sarajevo - Death Comes
Sarajevo - Death Comes
For Sarajevo, death is never known,
to bring an end, to what the body feels,
in love or hate, together, or alone,
death has no mercy for one's last appeals.
Death never fails to bring the solitude
those living on in pain, would surely bless,
though we don't always want it to intrude,
death comes no matter what our happiness!
Death's kiss is not a thing to worry of,
it all belongs to you! No other's claim
can steal away your very greatest love,
and not one love in life is near the same!
Death comes from out of hate and Balkan clay
to those who've never found another way.
© ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet
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