The Grim Reaper Stopped By

Unwanted visitor knocks at the door Unwilling my feet that pace the floor Wanting but not finding the patience of the brave Peeking around surroundings for what would save A ghost is still living in a haunted house The heart slowly answers the would be shout My after life still fears the nearing calls Afraid of the souls quite possible fall Why should I fear my memory ask? When life and living have completed task Where shall I wonder after the fall? Why am I worried when I answered the call Why wonder the fears that creep When the lose of this body a new soul seeks Why wait any longer in this defiled self When newness awaits it’s promised health Worry not, says the preceding crowd Seek not worries that are very loud Accept the calling coming from the clouds The narrow path that souls have paved Parents and grands where temples stayed Tempt not the life that was laid Who was the first before you raised So maybe you wont see the End of Days Suffer just a little and let God be praised