The hours in becoming a finale
The moon has loss its smile
The clouds form a curtain of tomorrow being while
My heart is beginning to skip beats
My soul is on track to retreat
My eyes can barely stay open
The Death Angel is at my bedside
Heaven calls and my soul is lifted up in stride
I hear gongs as my hour is up
I will meet my Lord close up
My flesh has given way
The same flesh will be in the grave too stay
A tombstone bearing my name in honor on that day
The precise of midnight my soul being transcended up
I lived my life on earth
It was my that moment starting from birth
Shield no tears that I am gone
It’s the Lord where I belong
I was just passing through like a short yond
Live your life and don’t weep
My soul is in good hands in Heaven’s keep
We will see each other again
It will be a future coming from when
So Heaven has called me home
My spirit in comfort will always roam
A spirits gain with being obedient as a reward
Good bye all and thank you Lord.