Screams From the Morgue
A life is taken each day,
A heart is broken each night,
A soul mate is taken away.
Pain fills ones heart,
Questioning God why He allowed a tear to run through their cheeks,
But at the end it's not our will but His will.
Loved ones,
One day we will be with you.
I don't know the pain one goes through,
But I too have lost those I loved.
I can hear screams from the morgue,
Young, old, married, divorced,
Bachelors , spinsters, the blind, the dumb,
The less fortunate, the rich,
The powerful, the weak.
All have tears within their eyes.
It shows that we are human,
No matter what we face,
Always know that challenges come our way.
Birth is a gift since life is a miracle and a mystery,
But death is part of our lives,
It shows a mark, where the flesh wears off and dies,
It symbolizes a new hope,
Death doesn't mean the end.
So let me ask this question,
If you were to choose to live forever or to rest at the time,
What would you choice be?
Copyright © Enock Sang | Year Posted 2016
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