We love a newborn baby
Like it has been a part of us forever
Love is precious
To watch a loved one die, is unbearable
To see anyone die is tragic
Tragic, pain, grief, horrific
All simply unbearable
Religion is there for you
Is there for us all
If we believe
Even not knowing
Not believing
Religion can be a release
Just knowing someone is there
That someone
Can simply support you
Just with words
Words that heal the unbearable
Yet you can think
That death means nothing
To some
Some who see religion
In a different light
Only see dollars
Shining bright
Who only see
Hallucinations, no resuscitating
Unbearable
Who are these people
Unbearable
They do not care
care for each other
The living
In this century
Let us not fight for freedom
Let us all live
Life is not a Countdown to death
Life is precious
For us all
No matter who we are
Who are these people
Ending life
Why?
Copyright Reserved May 2014
LYN PAUL
Such a powerful message to put an end to all evil that takes our lives, our children and our families that takes our hope for a better future. If we stand together and help and care for each other allow our true goodness to flourish and to silence evil people forever! A thought provoking and beautiful write Lyn!
'Life is not a countdown to death'. That is how I see it, although it can seem like a countdown in unhappy times. I shudder at the thought of killing in wars, and, even more, capital punishment.
Brave utterances set aside for honest reflection. Confronting piece of poetry depicting savagery written with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing.
I guess we have to experience some darkness to relish the light. The world is and can be a very dark place, but there are still a lot if shining rays of light and hope just like you. Shine on.
many people welcome death as a release and have become cold inside to the feelings of losing a loved one, and some rejoice because you are going to a better place.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In this century Let us not fight for freedom Let us all live Life is not a Countdown to death Life is precious For us all No matter who we are Who are these people Ending life ....Your poem delivers a beautiful message...loved this one