A Nephew’s Passing
- michaelbray
- Jan 31, 2020
- 1 min read
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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