Deceased,absent,depresssion,despair, death intrudes it's callused hand, leaving the void of it's presence, filled with the aura of it's essence, precisely scouring the land, aware that life is unfair. The grave is never satisfied, curious,of love, of life, irritating the souls of many, filling hearts with pity, as only death would try. Downcast faces,pallid places, roads with broken fences, cruelty there, one is aware, helpless with no defenses. There is no stand, against death's cold hand, only acceptance.
Reason for writing:
I am a funeral director in Texas. I see the assorted
responses to death every day. Death comes to all at one
time or another. The only effective cure for death is
JESUS CHRIST {KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS}. God bless
you my friend.
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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