Friday, January 9, 2015

Death and Deceased

If I believe that death be so beautiful
And the dead oh so powerful
Truth says none could ever escape the latter
And none would affect the very former
Erased by time if dead is now
Then what shall cause it to pain and bow
What shall cause it to gloom and doom
How shall glee matter?
If it ends too soon


Death, you say, no don’t say too loud
Afraid that it might come about
Undefeated and invincible
Unexplained and inevitable
Wonder then why so beautiful?


To devoid you off what you suffer
Be not afraid O’ brother
It takes your pain away
Frees your soul lets you sway
Frees your mind off your similar kind
In infinity as you lay


Descendants of star, here we are
We stay chained by shackles of time
Stained with the worldly regime
Don’t you want to be free?
O’ brother! Death welcomes you and me


We are her children
She made us run, have fun
We now need to return
She will protect us from hell forever
For we would never have to suffer 


The world is a bad place they say
Death be our friend anyway
Dead be a state so fulfilling
Like a mother and her child embracing  





Before I die Before I Die

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