The End

That box people fear
a place you go without Tfare
final resting home for the body
it is the point a man becomes motionless
  The end of a man
   the beginning of Judgement
   the place of no second chance
   well,that's what I have learnt
It is a house you cannot rent  
an elongated sleep only rapture can awake
the other side of life with no ache
a home of rest 
     Some call it a casket
     but I will call it a 'house'
     for the dead...
     search your heart
     search your soul
We all live once
and judgement comes







An inspiration from Rev. 20:12-13
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Murray Avatar
April 14, 2016 at 4:13 PM
A great ponder Abosede. Check out my IRISH WAKE. And thank you for stopping by to comment on my HELLO GARDEN.
Ogundare Avatar
April 15, 2016 at 10:30 AM
I will surely stop by to read your gem Jean, thanks for your comments.~Abosede.
Parmale Avatar
April 8, 2016 at 8:16 PM
This really very deep and wonderful write,Abosede....Not too many will take end of the life this positively....Nice one....
Ogundare Avatar
April 9, 2016 at 1:38 PM
Thanks Anand, I really appreciate your comment.~Abosede.
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