No man is an island each death diminishes me
May now not be politically correct and off-key
But in some cases the death certainly will see
In their passing you can shrug and think what will be will be
And there are heroic deaths for a cause or a sacrifice
That can make you proud and to bless the person thrice
Then there are people that strike a cord in your soul
Who have helped you grow up and score well in life's parole
I've always wondered how could it be that the person dying
Can make you feel that so sad and will see you crying
I think it's because the measure of the person's company
Is that you will never in this earthly life them again in God's decree.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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