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WE NEVER DIE Oliver Mbamara We never die for we never were born We have been from the begining of time Bestowed with love, by God's greatly grace And in God, we live and have our being |
HERE BEFORE US (A positive dirge) Here before us elderly lies Wearied, worn and very wane, Died of good health gone with age With youth and vibrancy all defunct. Though once a time he was a gem A man of manly manners made, A king and a champion all in one Of fresh and newly blood and bones. Here before us lies the past, Now stripped of any presence kept A history stripped and only left With memories lit in faded colors. Though of an era past and distant, He was a thing dearly desired More than gems and diamonds too No price ever could match his worth. Here before us indifference lies In a static state and stagnant In this world, lifeless and listless Lethargic, languid and torpid. Once in him was greatly action Ambition, toughness and talent, In many ways inspiring and funny, He loved to fly, though now he lies. Here before us lies the flesh Yet we think and talk of greatness, Could he then be gone and done By just an end to the flesh he wore? From the Book - Poems of Life |
And Soul we are, for Soul we've been and always will be |
THE FEAR OF DEATH By Oliver Mbamara, Esq O death, thy fear I fear, But I fear thee not. I wait not for thy appointed day, For in it you instill thy fright And trouble the minds and thoughts Of those who fall to thy illusion. Admonish thy angel not to come, For I shall acquaint myself On how to die even daily, Like travelers of the far country, I too shall someday know the route, From this world to the one beyond, To transit at will over and again, Loosing all fear that may lie. |
HERE BEFORE US (A positive dirge) Here before us elderly lies Wearied, worn and very wane, Died of good health gone with age With youth and vibrancy all defunct. Though once a time he was a gem A man of manly manners made, A king and a champion all in one Of fresh and newly blood and bones. Here before us lies the past, Now stripped of any presence kept A history stripped and only left With memories lit in faded colors. Though of an era past and distant, He was a thing dearly desired More than gems and diamonds too No price ever could match his worth. Here before us indifference lies In a static state and stagnant In this world, lifeless and listless Lethargic, languid and torpid. Once in him was greatly action Ambition, toughness and talent, In many ways inspiring and funny, He loved to fly, though now he lies. Here before us lies the flesh Yet we think and talk of greatness, Could he then be gone and done By just an end to the flesh he wore? From the Book - Poems of Life |
WE NEVER DIE Oliver Mbamara We never die for we never were born We have been from the begining of time Bestowed with love, by God's greatly grace And in God, we live and have our being |
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DEATH AND HIS JOB By Jessica White YOUR BREATH IS COLD YOUR WRATH IS GREAT YET YOU SPEAK NO WORDS YOU COME IN AN INSTANT YOUR PREY KNOWS NO DIFFERENCE THE LIFE IS SUCKED OUT OF THEM BUT IN THAT SPLIT INSTANT JUST BEFORE PANICK SETS IN YOU LET THEM REMEMBER THAT DAY, JUST "THAT" DAY WHEN EVERY THING SEEMED SO.....WONDERFUL BUT WE ALWAYS SEE YOU AS THE BAD GUY TAKING US IN THE PRIME OF OUR LIFE FORGIVE ME BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS DO YOUR JOB |
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