The soul smoothly started leaking,
Dropping slowly out of this tired body,
The grave ready to devour,
A heart rejected by life,
A body being kicked out of living.

Was it yet time to depart?
Days squandered carelessly,
Time on its wings gone,
Should words have spoken am dying?
Slowly leaving this body to aging.

God hasn't called me home yet,
Though there am longing to go,
Craving heaven,
Fearing death..