Till The One Last Breath Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

F-rom now till the last breath,
E-nd of the world and time;
M-ove on to be consistent
I-n following God so prime.

D-eath comes like a thief
A-t night during slumber;
L-ife is too short to live,
A-s it is at risk everywhere.
Y-earn to heed and learn
G-od's will and command;
O-therwise you won't know
N-onbelievers don't understand.

T-ill the very one last breath
O-r the day of judgment;
L-et your true faith be firm,
E-ven during the saddest moment.
N-ot far behind is the prize,
T-he only priceless wealth;
I-n sunny sixteenth September,
N-ever stop till the
O-ne last breath.