A Nephew’s Passing
30 Jan., 2020
We are all on the same path
Yet we all fall from it
And so meet death
At some time and some place
We don’t know when or where
But death is, indeed, there
He met him unexpectedly
In the middle of the night
That enemy came for him
And he thought he was something
As he always does
Taking down those he hates
Yes he is a hater
Of those who will one day
Trample all over him
As they rise from graves
Around the world
With a powerful shout!
No doubt they will rise
Right up out of those graves
Shining and incorruptible
They will with unfathomable
Divine power live forever
Never to die again
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