On Matthew’s Passage

(Written on Thursday 30 January, 2020, two days after Matt’sdeath on Tuesday)

We are all on the same path And 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. Matt 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 rise forever Never to die again