A morning of mourn, silent,
as the old aging man is taken away;
To that beautiful Zion, wonderful place.
But deep deep within those on Earth,
A hole is made, above the chest, center
It was empty like no other feeling,
of being left alone, yet
Rest assured that he is with God now;
The God Almighty, who abides in us,
forever and ever, Amen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really sad truth of life there is this famous phrase arabs say in translation something like If the death and poor were men i would've killed them So death is a true everyone will encounter it would be a very intresting experience only if you could just re-imagine it but too bad the one will be dead by now May god bless us when we're dead Guess Who