DEATH.....!!
When wailing and
Mourning Jams the air,
Glittering Dreams goes
up in Flames,
And your Predicament
comes to Pass,
Laugh yet not that you
have won.
When Fellicity is
Dispelled,
to all Sorrow and
Grief Dispensed,
when our Strength and
our Vigour is Devitalized,
Laugh yet not that
you have won.
Out of cry voices
become Husky,
task gruelling we
Can't Placate each
other when in Vanity,
we Doubt the essence
of our Faith,
Laugh yet not that
you have won.
From out of Dark
gorge of Fear,
from out of Deep lips
of Silence,
from out of Fringe
of Freedom,
away from our
Recrimanation,
Out of Trance,
Arise full of life
our Departed Souls,
Laugh yet not that
you have won.
@miamizoliver
