Alive And Sleeping Poem by Teresa Dearing

Alive And Sleeping

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On perilous roads, his soul never sleeps,
Searching for some hallowed ground,
He looks for an explanation,
An end to his mortal sleep.
For if he is now sleeping,
In death he must awake,
To peace, love, and joy,
Things in life he couldn't partake.
If he is mistaken and this unknown road he takes,
There is no way out, if in Hell he finds he awakes.

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