Esther Ayala


Death Waits For No One - Poem by Esther Ayala

Death waits for no one
But death where is your sting?
Even though we completely understand the reasons why,
death continues to silence us all, as we sigh.

Yes death creeps in as moments passes by,
unenviable, sadly it comes,
unexpectedly it waits for no one,
not even I.

“come follow me, ”
as I once read on a tomb
“come follow me to a place where your tracts are
Treading after me, is where you will end up to be.

And as death suddenly drenches the living in a deep gaze,
remember to use your abilities to laugh, smile, love
and above all praise.

For even though Satin through Adam and Eve
locked us up In chains,
God through Jesus ransom sacrifice released our pains.

Yes, death waits for no one, but death where is your sting?
“Where is your sting? ”
As we the living praise Jah,
in death we will silently wait for our King! .


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 19, 2011


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