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Time for quiet please
Everybody will say they have the answers ,
When the question is what their really after.
Can they see ? Is it real? Is the truth told?
Within ones mind , body and soul.
Was there any regreats?
Hope no apologies owed.
When you are judged , Only ask if
what has been brought forth was ever in
your control.For ones destiny can't be sold.
More precious than gold , Down your road
you must go only to find where it ends.
Now you'll take your last few breaths
watching the last few grains that the hour
glass holds.Do you feel the coldness that
has become apparent , It seems to burn the
skin , Slowly the lights go dim.
Game over , Theres no going back ,
It's over.Do you remember how it all
began? Now, right here the jouney ends
Here you'll lay 6 ft below for eternity
this hole you'll stay. It came so fast ,
Should have knowed it would not last.
You only exist in the past .
On this day the obituary will say
" another one has past ..so long ...
fair well ... the ship has sailed "
As the last love one leaves the burial
site and your coffin is lowered in
the workers job can begin , Shoveling
the dirt so the silence can begin!!!
J.Driggers
When the question is what their really after.
Can they see ? Is it real? Is the truth told?
Within ones mind , body and soul.
Was there any regreats?
Hope no apologies owed.
When you are judged , Only ask if
what has been brought forth was ever in
your control.For ones destiny can't be sold.
More precious than gold , Down your road
you must go only to find where it ends.
Now you'll take your last few breaths
watching the last few grains that the hour
glass holds.Do you feel the coldness that
has become apparent , It seems to burn the
skin , Slowly the lights go dim.
Game over , Theres no going back ,
It's over.Do you remember how it all
began? Now, right here the jouney ends
Here you'll lay 6 ft below for eternity
this hole you'll stay. It came so fast ,
Should have knowed it would not last.
You only exist in the past .
On this day the obituary will say
" another one has past ..so long ...
fair well ... the ship has sailed "
As the last love one leaves the burial
site and your coffin is lowered in
the workers job can begin , Shoveling
the dirt so the silence can begin!!!
J.Driggers
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