Edward Webb (16/06/1986 / Worcestershire)
The Knowing After, The Final Breath
When light ebbs away from a livings eyes,
and livings age, pays its wage,
so the body to soul no longer does engage.
A moment of life; a livings spend
for all life; to live, it must come to an end.
after the last breath of the air we depend,
of knowing livings end.
knowing indues of its own timely demise,
death comes to all and never in disguise,
a moment that no memory can contain,
as time is at the last link of its chain,
sub to conscience combine in a mind,
conscience aware of time is made blind,
an eternal moment that lasts for a flash,
contains a life filled memory stash.
the knowing will bring no fear from life,
as life has lived and has no strife,
the eternal moment, the tunnel of light,
caused when deaths scythe delivers with smite,
life's whole is contained within deaths winning
an end to a beginning,
a divine book so written,
unique to each living,
so live in love and start forgiving.
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