Til Death Do Us Part..

Why?

So that I could sit in Heavens brilliance,

....to watch my loved ones mope and cry?

Is it the sins I commit, to make me sit,

and wait for Satan's reply?

Is he the one who strikes the whip,

and beats the good ones dry?

Is it I, a daring tumor now,

that bids the rest to comply?

Is it me that bears my own loves weight,

and thinks of only I?

Or did God insist, that I exist,

To watch my loved ones die?