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Apr 2015
Death be not proud
You strip us our loved ones
Leaving us tormented and hollow
To what end shall we be in pain?
Indeed you need not to be proud
For there is nothing pleasant
The basis of your deeds is unknowledgeable to us
What we know is only that it hurts
Deep in our hearts and thoughts
We know it's never gonna be the same
The means to which you fall upon us is unknown
What we know is that the ends are piercing
Death be not proud
In God we trust
In his grace we rely
All that burdens us we give to him
For we believe he knows
And we have faith that he will see us through
His sympathy is genuine, his love is eternal
He remains our pillar to eternity
Through him we shall heal
21 April 2015 @ 04:30 am, I received a text from my mom telling me that one of my uncles has passed on. *sigh*
Khomotso Josie Manaka
Written by
Khomotso Josie Manaka  Johannesburg,South Africa
(Johannesburg,South Africa)   
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