They Will Hear

They are lights of candles put off Their screams and laughs are silenced They are deep roots pulled off Inflicting pain and tears, they are licensed They can no longer harm the living But their memories are too much to bear Sleepless nights due to overthinking Once a dream, now turning to a nightmare One may feel despair losing all hopes, like cards on hand felt like no one you could share prejudiced that no one can understand but found in an old scripture it was written, a promise of hope it was not our design as creature a good reason for us not to mope to a future not very distant for now all who lie beneath the tombstones will rise don't be bedazzled, don't ask how all will be resurrected and revitalized all of the dead will be able to hear Jehovah's words and bring them to life It will all be a Grand Reunion Children to parents, Husband to Wife